Nightime Dreams

I look to the sky and I see a pure, white egret flying above.  I felt calmed by this beautiful being.  As I enter Starbucks, two fellas I know smile and wave hello.  It is easier to begin when there is a friendly vibe circling in the chemistry of the site.  I have felt such a kinship with the dogs who walk around me.  I had a dream last night that I was dying, and I was very peaceful with it.  About 3 men brought me bouquets of flowers.  On dreammoods.com, they say that this is a symbol of positive transformation.  It was much nicer than the plethora of rattlesnakes who were in the night before last's dreams.  That is a symbol of fear.  They were strange because their tails were split open.  It was not an injury.  It was part of how they were supposed to be.  There were about 9 of them.  They did have rattles shaking, and were scary.  I just stayed away from them.  I think that it was positive in a way because none of them tried to bite me.  Poetry is difficult to find to place on the page today.  I seek silence and calming images at this time.  I believe that a Sikh just walked in.  He quietly got his coffee and left.