I dreamed

I dreamed
that
I cried

I remember now

I remember now – 

I dreamed about the stars * * *  

Garden

I journeyed through a day

and a strange kind of night

to a place where there were flowers

- many flowers - and clouds

blooming together

in a garden of wonder. 

the expanse

The point of marriage – – –

                                                       is not to create a quick commonality by tearing down all boundaries; on the contrary, a good marriage is one in which each partner appoints the other to be the guardian of his solitude, and thus they show each other the greatest possible trust. A merging of two people is an impossibility, and where it seems to exist, it is a hemming-in, a mutual consent that robs one party or both parties of their fullest freedom and development. But once the realization is accepted that even between the closest people infinite distances exist, a marvelous living side-by-side can grow up for them, if they succeed in loving the expanse between them, which gives them the possibility of always seeing each other as a whole and before an immense sky.

~ Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

Bluebird, fly

I don't believe it sings

any louder
or soars
any higher

but it will not fly at all 
if not given freedom to be

Bloom

feels
like I'm
dreaming

*inner bloom*

On falling

Never regret thy fall,

O Icarus of the fearless flight

For the greatest tragedy of them all

Is never to feel the burning light

~ Oscar Wilde