Recurring Visit

I had a recurring dream It visited me now and again An elderly lady riding in style In the backseat of a car She caught my eye And held my gaze Locked without words An expressionless glare Familiar eyes yet not a nod I can’t say how many nights I dreamt this dream It was almost haunting Significant by its silence It was all in the eyes One day it dawned on me Her telepathic message Had to do with my breathing Slow and deep Slow and deep It was like an enigma Shared from beyond Slow and deep Slow and deep Like a connection To the other side A secret door submitted on June 9, 2018 for contest AN INNER KNOWING, AN ABSOLUTE FEELING, MY MYSTICAL SOUL SELF sponsored by CAREN KRUTSINGER - RANKED 2ND