Thursday, January 28, 2010
The Visitor
He visited her dreams, where he kept watch. To sink into her nearness, into the surity of her slumber. How beautiful, his beloved, wrapped in a delicate and oblivious rest. How could he capture the essence of this moment? How could he tell her of his presence? Suddenly, a dove.
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That was a beautiful reflection. It reminded me of Neil Gaiman's comic book series The Sandman, one of my favorite reads ever.
Beautiful dream, beautiful symbology. I see it as a message that you will be offered love and peace...maybe in masuline form or energy.
I hope it is so. :o)
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