
Dreams , messages of angels
transmitted through the space
they entering subconscious
concealed, lodging in the brain
in slumbering position
the mind is free to roam
mustangs wandering the mesa
thoughts breeze in without impediment
taking us to places we are afraid to think
be anything you want, man, woman
Aphrodite , Zorro, the journey to uncover
the acumen of person, find the horse sense
dreams , the letters ready to be opened
would you discard the letter from the friend?
they full of omens , symbols ready to interpret
even the worst nightmare might be the bless
we should not control the dreams
nor should be controlled by them
it's designed not to fool or cloud our mind
those are gifts of universe, asking us to understand ....
the language of metaphor
by Margaret Gudkov
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