A Dream of Storms
A storm is coming, I can feel it on the breeze
It whispers to the leaves and through the Dancing trees
I smell it in the earth, so thirsty for the rain
I hear it on the wind and I feel it in your pain
In your soft murmurs, at night when you dream
In the darkest hour, I thought I heard you scream
What memories still haunt you and chase after you
Real or imagined. And am I in them too ?
Not all dreams are nightmares
Or full of our worries and fears
Some can bring us comfort and ease a troubled mind
A tiny spark of inspiration, we can often find
A slender thread of hope, we can follow carefully
That brings us to a place, where we can clearly see
The endless possibilities and solutions that abound
The answers to our questions can often be found
Some nights I just lie there neither sleep nor awake
Waiting for dawn’s chorus and the new day to break
And listen to your breathing, then I know that I am alive
Your heartbeat and mine, together we will survive.
We are Living the Dream, this I know
And Storms will come and Storms will go
I believe this to be true somehow
That Our love is eternal and forever and for Now.
C Denis Murphy 14 February 2020.