On an early spring night
I dreamed of a young man
in a red tunic who simply floated
down a sandy ridge above my place
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Your dreaming about young man in dreamy early night was amazing. Your perception was beautifully captured in mind. Now this is winter and driving is difficult. But mystery is revealed through deep notice. An amazing poem is very brilliantly penned. This poem is excellent.
And perhaps he’ll return, and we’ll get to learn more about him and his visitations. I read this easy and flowing narrative with interest, Daniel—such is your skill, and such my interest in dreams. I’m not thinking, of course, with Hamlet’s fear of what dreams may come. -Glen