...A homage to Emily Dickinson
I feel a Sense of History…
I feel a sense of history
I have not lived in life.
It happens when I’m dreaming
in the dead of day or night.
There are places I recall
Even though I’ve never been there,
And people I remember,
Even though I’ve never met them.
There are other realms of life and living,
Other times of death and dying.
A quest for truth and mystery
That separates the myth from lying.