I had a dream when I was a child that left me with a shaken heart. That night, I lost the words to speak – and what once was a part of comfort – had next, become a lie.
I felt amiss. As if I had stumbled and fallen – upon this life after living apart a thousand years.
And all I could remember of that dream –
was that it was a dream of many colors.
It startled me. Senseless – as if before that dream, I hadn’t ever truly seen color. But – hadn’t I?