Insight

Dream Teller, Dream Teller, tell me a tale,
Spin me a majical dream.
Show me 'The Way' and secrets unveil,
All that is not as it seems.

Cast your light in the world of dark
That I may clearly see.
Show to me ancient paths ne'er marked
From time, eternity.

Walk with me, guide me, lend me your eyes,
For to see what mine cannot see.
Decipher the whispers -ominous lies,
Dispel all treachery.

Dream Teller, keeper of ancient dreams
Foretell unto me, true.
Speak of majical, wondrous things,
That I may 'see' like you.

Dream Teller, copyright 2004

Bonjour all,
I thought you might enjoy a glimpse into Dream Teller's mind, so this morn I chose one of the many poems she has written. As I told you before, her brain tends to work on many levels at once. I found this piece scribbled then tossed aside;crumpled on the floor, and retrieved it for the file I keep for such things.

At the end of that particularly stressful day, I inquired as to what led her to write the poem. With a rather vague smile, she sighed and relaxed into her chair and picked up a pen and began scribbling as she spoke. She said: "You know 'tite chatte (little cat), the many questions that come my way often lodge in my brain and there they dwell until I find it necessary to do more than merely answer them. I suppose 'tis my way of making order and sense of chaos. Most are simple questions then there are those that are, surprisingly, out of the ordinary; ones that remind me that the thirst for certain knowledge is not ours, alone."

She went on to tell me that the poem was the result of a combination of questions from different people, with like curiosity. And while the poem focuses on the need for answers, what is contained therein is the context in which Dream Teller viewed those questions. In this case, in her words: "Certain of those questions put into perspective, for me, the child-like innocence that dwells within the adult. Few retain such innocence and thus I gave it a child-like spin; not to mock the adult, but to pay tribute to the child's innocence."

And there you have a bit of insight into someone who walks the darkness but isn't jaded by all that has gone therein. I would tell you that Dream Teller's world is often fraught with things that would send many running and screaming into the night yet, for all of that, she remains ever ready and willing to assist those in need, teach; comfort; chastise, on the occasion; provide safe haven, no matter the expense to herself (I'll not go any further with the praise, for she is not one to seek it.) But for those of you who think to ridicule her, mayhap you have learned something here. I certainly hope so. Blessed May You Be, Kaithlin.