You Live In My Dreams

My Grandfather came to me in a dream shortly after his death. Since then both my Grandparents appear in my dreams and they always have something to tell me.

 

 

“You Live In My Dreams”

 

You visit me

while I’m unconscious.

If I were naive

and thought dreams

to be simply the result of

an insomniac mind

your words would be

ignored.

But in sleep,

when all things are possible,

I believe.

I can fly.

The moon laughs.

And you’re still alive.

So I listen.

Because I know

you have something

to say.

I know you.

No time for frivolous play.

How I look forward

to our nocturnal chats.

But I don’t get to choose when.

That’s up to you.

So surprise me some more.

When I close my eyes.

Visit me again.

 

Reviews

[verano]

I like the way this poem expresses the value of dreaming. I was particularly struck by the use of the word 'naive' near the beginning of the piece, because it was so utterly surprising, suggesting (to me, at least) that the 'scientific' dismissal of dreams is really a view that lacks a considered analysis of human experience.

[~angelalala~]

i love this poem. its beautiful & inspiring. I have also been visited by my grandmother in my dreams before. dreaming can be a supernatural experience. the act of dreaming, perfectly described in this write. great job on this.

[THE LOST ROSE]

Dreams like this our a gift from GOD. Thank you sharing that gift in such an exceptional poem. I really enjoy your work. It is very moving and thought prevoking. I am so ecited you translated this piece and I hope you continue. Sweet Dreams!

[Donna DeLong Matthews a..]

How Beautiful and your presentation
is wonderful. Ahhh our dreams
what would we do with out them

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Donna