The Dream

In slumber I lay on white sheets in the barn. Sweet thoughts of a lover from which I am torn. I can still smell the scent of her soft fragrant hair. To my side I find that my Cougar is there. Calmly he paces. He claws at my arm to warn me, beware! The ghost that is floating just feet in the air! I leap to my feet, my lover is gone, the sorrow I feel will forever live on. I run to the woods and I turn to see that the ghost is closing in on me! I stop. Only a face, just mouth, just eyes. But calmness comes over me as I realize, The ghost is my brother How is this so? Perhaps it is love he is trying to show.