…and as it goes, sometimes I have more to say,
and sometimes less,
but no matter what, I stay true to my self, my Self and all I am.
So here goes….
The other night I dreamed,
that I was a star,
and among stars, I danced
and shimmered
and knew I was a miracle, and special.
For a few moments not only was I was amazing,
but I was in amazing hands.
It was though, but a dream,
and as it faded I found myself alone.
again.
I was not a star,
but a silly girl,
in a silly costume, that was not becoming
in an all too familar environment,
all alone.
For a brief moment, I turned to leave this dream like place
and space,
but then saw you, an idol, a star, a some One,
so I turned to you
for guidance, as you
were wearing a
silly costume too.
In a moment I turned to show you my ring,
a Mother’s ring,
filled with stones,
that had all fallen out,
all but one.
You said you knew someone that could help,
so I followed you,
into a dark place, a personal Hell,
knowing I was in costume, and you
a star
would be there with me.
Before I knew it, you were gone,
but not after introducing me to him,
my old friend.
His hair was much longer,
but instantly,
we knew each other.
He gathered the stones, and the ring and led me out,
of Hell,
but not in time,
to hear the taunts, and jabs
at my costume.
I turned, and wished to say nothing,
but instead spoke up
and defended me, to Hell
but I was only mad for validating my Self.
I turned knowing you were there,
but you were not.
And as I left
I knew Hell was talking behind my
back
but I did not turn around
again.
I left and found you,
walking
alone
an old friend
down an old road
and even though it had new houses
I knew where we were.
I was comfortable
at peace
and
finally
could
breathe.
I was,
afterall
safe.
No matter the costume,
the evil
the Hell
the comments, the insecurities,
I knew now
even though your house was blocked by Others,
that I was safe.
I asked if you needed directions
on your way back
but you said nothing.
Only smiled
and turned
peacefully.
I could not see you
but we both knew
you were
just
around the
corner
and it was okay to be
alone now.
I guess we all have angels
guarding us
walking us through the tough spots
the dangerous places
and the Hells
of our lives, our minds
our dreams
and our nightmares.
My angel,
on this night,
last night
led me to the safest place of all.
And even though I couldn’t see it
I knew I didn’t need too
for it existed
somewhwere
inside
in a place it would never leave.
Peace, Chris
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