I clearly recall the sensation of lift and wonder that comes with a dream of flying. The bliss with which it colours the day after waking. The sense of possibilities, endless and unknown which I carry around with me to this day, a gift from that dream.
Night washing away in the dawn is yet part of the dreamer, the flier.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
I love flying dreams. Very cool painting!
ReplyDeleteThis is interesting I like the funky little landscape below. Great colors!
ReplyDeleteThanks, guys. Haven't had any flying dreams lately, but I'm betting any day now I will have a dream of painting of flying
ReplyDeleteI recall the sensation of flying in a dream very well even after more than 20 years. It was absolutely unforgettable event. I can't describe it well but I remember it as "summum delectatio"!
ReplyDelete