Last night I dreamed
I held a new life in my arms
whilst giving CPR to my long dead brother.
When the babe started to cry
I rocked the child gently;
my brother opened his smiling eyes.
sat up with a radiant face
and for the first time in years
I felt happy and at peace.

Comments
jennifer | December 12, 2008 - 22:57
Whimsical and extraordinary sentiment!
Do you believe in reincarnation?
J x
Bradene | December 13, 2008 - 09:50
I really did have this dream, only it was a little more complicated than it appears in my poem, because I was also trying to revive my uncle and the baby I was holding was the baby his granddaughter is expecting. It was very disturbing yet somehow I was very happy in the dream and felt good when I woke up. I have thought often and hard about my beliefs and sometimes I am inclined to think we do reincarnate. To put a specific interpretation on the dream though would be to court madness I think.
(-; Val
jennifer | December 13, 2008 - 17:47
The world of dreams is strange indeed, it's nice to imagine souls being 'recycled', I think, but as you say - best to accept and not question too deeply!
J x