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