Intimacy Revisited

How arrives such moments
Those glimpses
Realms consciousness first realizes
Amidst the elusive dreams of a child
That place of castles and warriors
Princesses and silken hair
Always subjected to a blank slate
On awakening

Later

Dreams seem accessible
We rush to write them down
Speak them on the couch
Beg reflection to arouse
Imagination’s past
Into future’s truth
That place
Where swollen heat
Moistens into Nature’s tears
Encouraging heart’s fantasies
To irrigate arid stagnation
From the mind

Why do many
Far too many
Condemn wraithlike epiphanies
As wasted Time

How sad
Such avoidance

This gracious invitation
Left to only grieve those
Ignoring such long ago
Childhood dreams
Knowing not
Time’s only desire
Is to revisit
Its most intimate past

Strange

Some never learn
How to realize dreams
While others know well
 How to lose them