Light of the Moon

The dream of being lost is

nothing new. Over the course

of my 52yrs I’d say 99% have

been electric, charged with

low-grade fear, something or

someone in dogged pursuit.

But last night represented the

other 1% for I found myself

lost yet at ease. Still chased by

whatever but strangely at peace.

The difference, as best I can

recall, had to do with the sound of

music—”Claire de Lune”—played

pianissimo from somewhere just

up ahead of me, the tune emitting

just enough sad and lovely light

to illuminate night’s landscape.

I awoke from a different dream.

 

 

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5 Comments

  1. Diana Trautwein on November 25, 2019 at 8:33 am

    Nice. Not sure I’ve ever heard music in a dream.,.

  2. Sarah Oyerinde on November 25, 2019 at 10:38 am

    Hearing music is seeing light in darkness sometimes. Beautiful.

  3. Sherrey Meyer on November 25, 2019 at 11:07 am

    Hearing “Claire de Lune” in a dream is an exquisite gift. Perhaps subliminally you calmed as did whatever usually chases you. Beautiful imagery in your words.

  4. Annie B on November 25, 2019 at 11:12 am

    Love this.

  5. abby on November 25, 2019 at 3:21 pm

    as always, thank you for sharing

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