Inspired by a very deep nap and an amazing dream (my dreams are usually very mundane) I had after the school run this morning.
I felt the sun beating down through the dust stained window
and I sat back in the lumpy chair and sighed. I didn’t know
where I was heading. Life was taking me on an unknown
journey with an unknown destination. I considered asking
the driver what his final stop was…I decided against it.
The bus, empty but me, rocked back and forth as we rode
alongside a shoreline until all I could see was crystal clear water.
I caught a glimpse of the drivers smile as he veered to the left,
soft and unassuming, I wondered did he know I was lost.
And then before my eyes was a luscious green hill with a little
white house protruding from the side of the hill. I wondered
are the floors somehow level inside…they were. From the window
I could see nothing but beauty and inside the house was nothing
but love…..I asked is the house my soul or have I found home.
Karen Hayward ©2016