A time to let go.
A time to release active thoughts.
A time to hear my heart speak.
I touch you, hold you, talk with you.
I even dance with you.
Your frequent visits in the quiet of the night
keep you close to me.
My love for you fills my dreams.
Some nights I see every detail of your face,
other nights you are gently present, but unseen.
Happiness and joy are freshly born
until I realize that I am dreaming.
A deep grief wakes me to teary eyes.
Heartbroken that you are no longer with me.
To see your precious face again is so worth the moments of sadness.
Dreams of you – my comforting gifts from heaven.
I wonder if you dream of me too…
“When I waked, I cried to dream again.” Shakespeare (Caliban, The Tempest)