“I’ve dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after,
and changed my ideas; they’ve gone through and through me,
like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind.”
~ Emily Bronte

Asleep when first I met you,
I was dreaming, not yet aware
of your journey through fog-steeped moors
to revive my heart, black and hard.

Beautiful dreamer, you traveled
through stark terror of storm-filled night
and brought to this dull life color
in bold kaleidoscope patterns.

Surveyor of my soul’s green
possibility, you measured
my mind, then stretched it beyond flat
horizon I thought its limit.

Expanded insight flowed free
and you became the dream moving
me gently, as blue waters stir
coral reefs and deep-sea plankton.

Through and through and through again
you lead me into ecstasy.
Our story without end but with
endless crystal-clear beginnings.