separated from birth
nothing like in my dream
you introduce yourself
as a friend of a friend
changing your appearance
to make me feel comfortable
describing future events
as a constant happening
I wanted to ask how you
could fly without wings
instead closed my eyes
and held on loosely
thrilled to be seeing all things
previously invisible
with assurances of more light
beyond the light
you brought me back to life
challenging me to make sense
in whatever nearly killed me
promising me next time
there would be no separation
april two thousand fifteen
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Powerful!
Thank you, Jan.
The second stanza really pulled me in.. flying without wings.
Glad you enjoyed this one.