I had a dream in shades of gray When absent was the light of day I walked an unfamiliar road And gazed upon a strange abode Came there from a voice I knew Pleasant for there are so few I thought to knock upon the door And find a friendship to explore Doubts and questions fill my mind Is this joy for me to find? At the road’s end there is seclusion Isolation and delusion Among the trees I seek for peace But cannot find the sweet release Would not my friend be glad to know That I had come to say hello? I turn again to face the street But there is water ‘round my feet Gone the shelter of the trees The water rises to my knees The voice a distant memory I am drowning in the sea “Lord, I don’t know what to do!” “Can’t You hear me calling you?” Only a dream, but is it so? So close it is to the life I know Past, present, or yet to be I do not know, I cannot see
© 2005 Larry Thacker Jr.
This is in fact the product of a disturbing dream I had some time before I wrote this that stuck with me. It has multiple levels of meaning for me, though I don't know that makes it fit for public consumption. Nevertheless, here it is.