Dreams..

Dreams...
those silent conversations
of my soul
that I never remember
when i wake up..
unless...
the mirror of slumber is shattered
by an unexpected rock
from the physical realm...

Today....
in one of those fleeting moments..
I captured
the colorful butterfly of dreams
one more time ..
on the fingertip of my conscious
and smiled.. to realize...
...that the colors of rainbow..
were no longer dull and gray
of love and lust of materailsm...

but....
hidden behind
the curtains of dreams..
my heart was rejoicing
in the teachings of ..
great masters, teachers, prophets..
I was admiring the
deep and vibrant colors
of their love..
for the light divine

And...
I felt a hope..and a longing..
may be one day...
when the veil of dreams is lifted
i will not find myself
only admiring their love
for the creator of the world..
may be I'll find myself
immersed in that
deep ocean of love too....

and may be one day..
I won't need a boat
constructed of dreams
to find myself
immersed in that deep ocean ...

...may be ...



Dipti,
Nov 12th 2007 4:10am CST
[Attributed to a broken dream]