Oh what I would do if I could have a lucid dream…….
My life revolves around my daughter so naturally she’d be with me. I’d be able to communicate with her and her with me through thoughts alone. I’d visit all the people I’m always thinking of but can’t reach. We’d sit on the breeze and drink moonlight, we’d laugh music and wear sunshine.
I’d be surrounded by an ever-changing panorama of spectacular beauty: Impossibly deep ravines, the home to rivers colored the blue-green of tranquility, lined with greenery so vibrant and bold that it seems an artist’s paintbrush gave it life against the backdrop of the fiery sand and rock; Primeval forests of alien vegetation and mist with 100 rainbows each touching down into wells of liquid hope; Mountains reaching the stratosphere, icy and crystalline, calling for the remembrance of lost ideas and forfeited loved ones. I’d explore, venture through, over, under, around, and back.
I’d be a two-headed dragon, riding a rocket of light traveling as fast as. I’d exit our galaxy and meet otherworldly civilizations. Eat their food, speak their language. I’d befriend giant jungle cats and stroke their cubs and hunt their meals.
I’d split into as many pieces that make up each cell of my being and ride a tornado then dissipate and scatter myself to the four corners. I’d die.
And then….wake up.