A Midsummer Night’s Dream, in autumn

I dreamed a dream...

I dreamed a dream…

I dreamed a dream this autumn morn and woke with this in my mind – ’twas a scene from Shakespeare’s “A Midsummer Night’s Dream” (which portion, below, I consign!)

“I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,
Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine:
There sleeps Titania sometime of the night,
Lull’d in these flowers with dances and delight;
And there the snake throws her enamell’d skin,
Weed wide enough to wrap a fairy in…”

I’m not sure what why I dreamed this dream (tho’ it was very pretty), but oh! how I would rather live in that dream than here on the edge of a city!

(yeah, pretty corny, but I really did wake up from a dream where I was daydreaming by the banks of a pond, surrounded by the most lovely, sweet scented wild flowers. I was so disappointed when I realized it was all in my mind…not disappointed, however, that mine did not follow Shakespeare’s A Midsummer Night’s Dream!)


Have you ever had a dream…

(...have you ever had a dream that...)

(…have you ever had a dream that…)

Off and on throughout my life, I will have the same dreams, not always night after night, but always the same ones, intermittently, for years…sometimes decades. And then one day, I will find myself wide awake, in the same surroundings as one of those dreams, and even in the midst of the same actions that occurred in it, and never have that particular dream again. Have you ever had a dream like that?

It’s like deja vu’, on steroids.

The mind is so strange. Will we ever truly understand its workings? or will it remain, “just one of those mysteries”?

Those dreams, though…last night I had one that I recall dreaming when I was just a wee child.

Have you ever had a dream……