life as i know it

"...everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt." -Sylvia Plath

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

early morning dreams

In these early morning hours, I am yet again haunted by sleep’s evasion. I sit in my darkened room, listening to the icy rain beat upon the windows and the wind howling of its presence. I dream of far away places and recognize the hunger for adventure. The swelling passion to embark upon a journey of unknown destinations. In the darkness, my hunger grows and my dreams multiply. I am driving down an open road through barren desert, the mountains rising up in their magnificence behind me. I am standing on the ocean shore, breathing in the salty air and feeling the knowledge of a world far greater than my own. I am bathing in a waterfall, the natural waters dancing upon the warmth of my bare shoulders, reminding me of nature’s power and grace. Then the scene changes, the adventure becoming a companionship of warmth. I am lying by a fire, watching the snow fall in delicate sheets through a frosty window. My head is resting on his chest, and I am reading aloud the sensual romanticism of Neruda. In this dream, it is also the early morning hours, but sleep’s evasion is now a blessing, offering another moment of such pleasurable company. The wine flows freely, its warm richness soothing and sating the hunger.

“Pero tu y yo, amor mio, estamos juntos,
juntos desde la ropa a las raices,
juntos de otono, de agua, de caderas,
hasta ser solo tu, solo yo juntos.”

My eyes meet his, and the world fades away. The moment, our moment, is all that exists.

3 Comments:

At 10:05 AM, Blogger Tammy said...

I loved this, I've felt this! You really have a way with words!

Lovely

 
At 12:37 PM, Blogger Jessie said...

I've made every major decision in my life by the dreams I've had--but lately I feel like I've forgotten how to listen to my dreams and how to be receptive of them.

I really believe that visions can become reality if followed where they lead. Thanks for reminding me.

 
At 10:03 PM, Blogger Mark Wakefield said...

Some say your dreams become a reality when you act towards them. I say, and as you've proven with these beautifully woven words, dreams come into view when you can truly express what they are. Wonderful blog, baby.

 

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