Impaired
I have dreams
where I cannot see
my vision is blocked
my balance is off
and, incidentally,
I am destined for failure
——-
It’s always the same
dim light or a weak glow
within a room,
where the switches do not work
and I cannot hear my own voice
which is more unclear
than the sound of
underwater screams
——-
But what do I make of that blizzard?
That of which I dreamt last night
after many years of of warmth
and visionary strength?
But this time, in this dream,
I steered the sled well
and the importance of my vision
was much less than before
making the journey easier
even a little enjoyable
as I scraped the road
with happy blades
keeping me on path
while falling snow
created a ferocious, yet gentle, game
just for me to play
——-
I woke up afresh
and with little complaint
what was once a childish nightmare
has now been shaped
into a new embarkment
an alternative
to real-life adventures in the day.
(2013)
Two different dreams from two different times in my life come together to give me a new perspective.
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