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A Desert Dream

July 1, 2012

Drifting off in a midnight’s peace,
when all the world faded away,
I suddenly felt the light shine down
and noticed sand all around.
The heat was exhausting my very existence
and I started walking with utter persistence
just trying to find something anything to put the feelings behind me
to free myself from the torment that binds me, in the dry place where I now am
as the wind blows hot with dusty sand.
It is here I stand and want to give up but I see a bright red flower making the most
of this place yet still able to impress me with its death defying growth.
My frailty is exposed by me fleeing efforts.
Flowers should not be so tough
but they do not have anyone to tell them any different.
Perhaps I should live this way as well…
My last thought before I awaken thirsty and hot,
from a desert dream and the lesson it taught.

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2 Comments leave one →
  1. July 1, 2012 8:36 pm

    That’s really good, Stuart. What a comeback!
    I’m proud of you – and I’m happy to know
    you haven’t decided to give it up completely.

    We have these lives. You see?
    And who is ever completely free?
    Besides Gandhi, and Steve McQueen.

    We have these moments – some of which are called spare.
    They’re only to be used when our busy moments experience downtime.

    There is such a thing as a soft and cuddly cactus. Surely…

    • July 3, 2012 3:11 am

      Thank you Keith!
      I often resemble a cuddly cactus…especially in the mornings!LOL Lucid dreams very seldom come to me anymore since I quit taking Ambien but …Every once in a while something like this comes!
      Be cool

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