Anonymous Dream

A musing from February 2021

In last night’s dream,
an anonymous figure 
tossed out thin waves of water
in front of their body.

Depending where the 
dispersed liquid landed,
familiar abstractions 
momentarily emerged,

then dissolved.

The figure approached me
   swinging its long arms
         slowly,     
 
                         slowly,
casting outwards, constant
     thin ribbons of liquid.

When droplets began to land 
on the outskirts of my belly,
watery wings formed

pulled their bodies free,
from what was me

and Ascended.

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