The Dream

The Dream

 

Last night,

When the mud flood

Swept the water from the river

To our house,

Neighbors rushing to our old house for shelter.

 

You visited me at the wee of the night

In my dream you told me,

“ I am well”.

Your let me touch your forehead

Telling me,

“ Do not worry, I am well.”

 

I savor the moment to guide

Me in my waking state.

 

When the flood is gone,

My anguished body was healed at last.

The storm left a piece of note.

 

 

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2 comments

  1. Marlan Estacio · August 28, 2016

    So beautiful. I can’t imagine how beautiful wad my days of counting from the sea.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. ederline · September 7, 2016

    Yes. it is awesome for sure..

    Like

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