What was it that we had???
Was it just a fading dream,
or has the darkness which allows the slumbering for these dreams,
been shattered like the morning light, wakes the morning sleeper?
Isn't the dream such a time of great productivity?
Just a split second, or was it from eternity? Who can know?
One thing is for sure.
Once awoken, the dream starts to fade.
Oh yes we may lay back down to bed, but the dream is gone.
What a day...
For sure a morning to remember.
A moment that won't be forgotten.
That shattering feeling comes back to me, like a baseball comes crashing into a vase.
For a split second the pieces are still in the air.
Where will they land?
There is in that split second a mystery that seems to make time creep.
Just as time whirled past in the dream, so does it drudge as things fall.
When only passing time can align the pieces, we can only hope that we will fall graciously.
-Jason Denniston