Dream Space Sleep
Geography of the imagination happens in dreams
Dream space sleep
there are places to travel and
so many ways to get there
a car or a staircase or to leap from the rooftops
for yes in dreams you can fly
from the top of a pillar or an escalator every ride can provide
a view from the future into the past and back again
a doll grows big and the image is reflected in the mirror
who is that man holding her
holding her foot – will he keep her here or let her fly
lights reflect on water – it is all upside down at night
flowers spill from the sky and thousands of stars
glow beneath her feet
who holds up this world and keeps it spinning
there is a faceless man in a hat just looking at her
inside outside the house is open to the hearth
open to the heart
reflections in pools and mysterious writing and
someone dances while musicians play
there is an acrobat inside the brain that can look
beyond time beyond reality to see what is real
there is an offering bowl and a lingering greek god
provides ideas for hope
in nakedness the door opens to blue light and
we walk into a jungle where its pure plant life
the sun types suggestions for shifting into change
behind a door the British Museum comes to life with
fragrance and light and ancestors
we run down these halls past columns through a fire
and out the other side to reality and we surf galaxies
a priest listens while a small girl sing the song of life
for here they know that children know truth
trip travel from here to dreams a lion lights the globe
and the world is all lights and flowers
our goddess awakens and emerges from a shell
while everyone watches the feminine
glows through her purple dreams
a map shows the mandala of her journey through the center
her hands waving and the tape of life unrolls
she becomes a butterfly reaching flying writing
the mannequin is dressed in candlelight and smiles
another god tosses flowers through the telephone
for we all know nothing is impossible in a dream
she is four goddesses today and she sips tea with the emperor
and time reflects in her eyes
nakedness is always a part of all the stories written
time is different in dream space sleep
we know that birds begin to awaken at dawn
from the start to the finish
the story seems to find its way – it goes from this to that
from what to how – to draw life and fill the pages
each page tells another fairytale about life
it’s knowing and not knowing – it’s trusting intuition
it’s play serious play that explores the psyche
and lets in whatever is out – its art and its not
it’s a thinking process it’s ideas just following
working one page one story at a time over and over
it’s sequence and believing that each life knows the answer
yes we are conduits to all these universal thoughts
the artist mind dream space sleep.
© Mimi Shapiro June 2013