Deeper Dreams Poem by Roger Snow

I was almost asleep
when a song
through the wind came, ,

This Song, I thought to keep
but then, maybe that's wrong
until the wind called out
to me by name

out on the Porch,
the wind swirled around the chimes
the tinkling struck an inner note
and thinking back to younger times
when all my being,
was guided by that exact note

Rising from a Fog within my mind
looking out the Window
and into a Former time
there were you and I,
singing to the notes found
inside a comforting Rain,
The breath held inside slipped
out across the field, ,
was then I realized this
isn't a Dream, , no
this is real, ,

So speaking up
I called out to us, ,
neither turned back to see, ,
we were looking up
into forms we could trust
and I, gazing a little higher
through branches of a Tree
saw there in the air,
my old Panel Truck, ,

Dreams are Natural
or so I hear people say
but to me,
dreams are more spiritual
they should never be, ,
thrown away, ,
for we may need their
wisdom, ,
on our darkest day

In Dream
seeing into the Past
is easy enough to do
what's gone by
has reason for it to last
in it's way, it's Helping you


watching our Future
from some deeper dream, ,
Gives us warning of what
we can expect of us to do, ,

When the Song began to wane
and the Chimes had settled down

Stepping back from the Window Pane
I awoke to find myself on the ground

The Earth had rose to cradle me from hurt
The sun had turned the mud back to dirt, ,

For all the Music in the Dream, ,
and, , ,
all that it taught, ,

The Textures of the Scenes
the deepness of the thoughts, ,

I've found a way, ,
to understand, ,

on any given day
life is by
our own Command ~~~~~~~~~~ End ~~~~~