God

When I was very young, I very much remember the age of 4;  when I had a lot of very unique recurrent dreams begin.  I called them the Casper dreams.  These dreams were in shades of grey,not in color like most of my dreams.
In this first one;  a huge amorphous mass was before me.  (It was this that became Casper as the only thing of which my four year old mind could equate it.  I was there, yet noncoporeal.  A sliver separated and floated away.
I followed it.
This part seemed to carry on endlessly, as I grew more and more tired and more and more heavy.
Then, suddenly, the only Casper dream that had any color happened just now as the sliver slid down into it;  then into a woman giving birth, and into the baby, and the baby was me.


                                                An amorphous mass that already be
                   
                                                            a sliver separates
                 
                                                               came to be
             
                                                  floated, floated through a sea
           
                                                  this separation should I mourn
           
                                                 for soon a soul was to be born
           

                      Caron Bridges copyright 2012
 

A Child's Dream

                                                                         
                                                            A CHILD'S DREAM
Nonsensical self of the illumined dreams -
Awaken to a darkness of a forgotten means.
Wade the tide of the serpents rise;
What has to be seen must be one's own eyes.
Personality stands--
Only three-d does it lie betwixt.
Fear not this reality it be guise,
Fear without time be its own demise.
Love and light the feldspar shone,
Love and light unto the journey home.

Caron A. Bridges copyright 2012