The sound of your voice, angels singing.
Your loving looks, glimpses of heaven.
A kiss from your lips takes me there.
Bob Boyd
Day: March 7, 2024
Impermanence
My life recedes. The past fades,
as if it never happened. This
fleeting life like an illusion
I blindly clung to until
I saw clearly the
impermanence of this
passing dream.
Bob Boyd
Cancer and Women in Dreams
When I had cancer, dreams of women every night.
Angels, spirit guides, soulmate in many guises, something else?
Visiting me in dreams because I was near death?
There to guide me Into the afterlife? Never knew for sure.
When the cancer went into remission, the women in dreams
disappeared, and haven’t been back. Maybe a close call.
But I miss those women in my dreams. And I long for
the unconditional love of the afterlife.
Bob Boyd