Turquoise Dreams

I float in turquoise dreams…

turquoise and gold…

water and sun melting into memories

wrapped in gold and turquoise veils…

I am Osiris of the distant dawn,

dismembered and remembered…

I am Isis, divine wife and mother,

co-creator, equal, empowered…

I am Horus, the offspring of vision,

the knowing one who truly sees…

I am the golden history ship

that floats on forgotten turquoise dreams…

lives mythologized in pieces…

civilizations ship-wrecked in sands…

mirages floating in hot, still air…

I bury the staff and rod,

the robes, the spices, the treasures

of gold and turquoise dreams

and wake up with a smile…

What shall I wear today???

(Shelley Audrey Wilson- September, 2006)