Goodnight, my Butterfly
Darkness overtakes you. Not the kind that has settled over the forest outside, chasing the sun away. This was a different darkness, a calming and peaceful one. In which realities are blurred by imagination-filled realms that only you know, and only you can take part of.
Eyelids closed, breathing slowed, the sounds of night fade away as the memories of day dissipate. You hear a soft voice next to your ear, just before you lose yourself to that peaceful tranquility that is unconsciousness.
"Goodnight, my Butterfly," it whispers.
And you, now nearly gone to the land of dreams and sleep, feel the tiniest of smiles spread across your lips. You were safe and sound, in your mothers arms, and another night of pleasant dreams - not frightening nightmares - would surely pass you by...
Surrender
Eyelids heavy and vision blurred.
I close my eyes, surrendering to the darkness.
Remnants of visionary experiences dance across my eyelids to the beat of thoughts swirling in my mind.
Breathe in.
Bright white triangles splitting into fractals against the cosmic sky.
"I have to mail in those forms tomorrow."
Breathe out.
Breathe in.
Trees spring forth, growing out of the void of moments ago.
"I hope I don't kick the cat off my bed."
Breathe out.
Time to surrender my mind to dreamtime explorations. Thoughts can wait.
Living two lives
I think I'm resting but I'm plunged into this alternate world where I am hero or villain.
Rarely do I pick the dark side but light seems to be my weapon.
Living here, now somewhere gone and I can't place this place.
All I can do is fight the engulfing shadows that surround me, until my eyes meet the light again.
