Some Dreams From Life Poem by Patti Masterman

I dreamed of a loaded gun, pointed
Me, at the window one day;
Years later, I stood at the window-
But the gun aimed slightly, away.

I dreamed of a little girl
Standing in a room not done,
Asking me without a word,
If she could come to be my own.

I dreamed of another life,
Spent with the same I knew;
And when I saw her in the mirror-
I knew I saw my old self, too.

I dreamed of an empty garment,
That was hanging on a door;
That it used to hold my spirit,
A hundred years ago or more.

I dreamed there were little bells,
And it was difficult to hear it;
For you could only ring them,
When you were still, within your spirit.

I dreamed I saw the remnants
Of some lives, that once were mine;
They shone beneath the garden,
And what was left, was based on time.
The older ones almost were gone;
Just a little- where heart and brain,
That once held all the memories-
Were now giving up, the same.