Aging Dreams

In the darkness when the night light glows in the silence with only my little dog snoring softly past dreams surface hidden years of memories arriving unsought in the deep breathing warmly dreams when I was young and thought I was loved felt my chest like a cold stone remembering the tears dreams rose up like a thin veil this sadness felt more than once over the years this night I saw images that felt homeless years passed with loves, loss, and living I dreamt of my mother’s coldness my grandfather’s warmth a friend’s trust and a friend’s misgivings there was beauty, doubt, and closeness there was the breathing of living trees that rose into the sky black crows, and red squirrels all dancing baby otters on their mother’s tummy in the ocean breeze old dreams from years ago have been rising the new dreams in my silvered head now gentle now serene into the clouds they are floating - into time they are all merging