Unlocking the Light

It fits, the key in the dream.
I open the cottage door, and
Light pours out—
Stunned, I stumble back.
I wake and know I do not have to wait
until I die.
to let that light, all that light,
flood my face, my life.

I must train my brain to switch
from seeing the surface
of my world, to seeing,
the prancing pirouetting play
of energetic patterns underneath.
I shall train myself to use
my dreamer’s key that fits
to unlock the dancing light.

©Susa Silvermarie 2021

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