Forever in my Dreams

Close to the morning hours before I awaken,

I find myself looking outside of the window of my dreams-

Sometimes amidst the bleak darkness, the full moon is rising above the treetops,

Stars are seemingly cascading behind mountains of far away places-

I hear footsteps faintly passing by, perhaps down the hallway of my fantasies-

Slowly my eyes would open and I find myself

Looking outside of the same window and

All I can see are shadows of trees that would be

Touching the sky within a figment of my imagination-

Close to the morning hours, close to the time that the world awakens,

I find myself lost in thought, disappearing into some other realm.

The full moon battles with the rising sun, stars shooting and seemingly cascading,

Saturn, Mars and Venus are dancing in rhythm to

The doleful and mystical song of the locusts screaming-

Inside the fortress of my thoughts,

I have made my home inside this kingdom in the sky-

In this place where the light of the moon is overpowered

By the rays of the early morning sun-

The colors of the sky are reborn- cyanotic blue and

Pearl-white clouds, seemingly tinted with gold,

Amidst the phantasmal waltz of my imagination,

I can hear voices familiar only to myself,

Shouting words that terrify and evoke moments of madness-

It has been said that reason can be affected by the light of the full moon

Before daybreak and I would ride bareback upon the tail of a shooting star

If I only could, as it would take me on a journey across the universe,

Perhaps to a safer place within this magical kingdom in the sky-

Close to the morning hours before I awaken,

I have lost myself inside a magnificent place of my own creation-

A place from which I would never leave if I could only wish upon a star-

This would be my utmost desire- as this lurid but dismal world

Into which I was born has not been kind to me-

As my memory becomes a vehicle traveling backward in time-

I can recall terrifying sights only I could see and threatening voices which

Only I could hear- within that moment that darkness transforms to dawn,

I find my spirit having been rudely snatched away from this place of my fondest reverie-

So I close my eyes and then I can see the stars once more, the moon and Saturn dancing-

And I begin to lose myself once again traveling across this pathway of my dreams-

Tears are falling from my eyes as they open because this vision can never become reality-

Tears would glisten with dewdrops upon the leaves upon the trees reflecting the

Early morning sunlight as I close my eyes once again and wish upon that star

As I would for always and forever in every passing thought…

Claudia Krizay