Dreams 2024: In a Bed of Roses

African American Woman in a red dress holding red roses and lying down in a rose field

My heart is full as I wander out the door leading to the garden. Sunlight above signals the presence of midday as the grass shines bright and green. I make my way slowly down the path, the arches above adorned with red rose vines. Mmm I can smell them. Fragrant flowers potent in color and scent. A swift breeze starts from behind then skirts ahead pulling me further down the stunning trail. My feet are bare save for the red socks now dusted in sand and grass clippings. Where am I? This looks like home though I’m not sure. I hear charms in the distance calling me. My dress feels heavy as I try to pick up my pace. The end of the archway reveals a colorful garden of flowers and greenery. I blink again and see an open patch in the center of the garden. Without thinking I’m floating just past the bramble and land softly in a heap of roses. Roses are everywhere. I lay back and smell them more now. How romantic…. How intense. I’m holding a bouquet. It’s my bouquet somehow. Around me the wind wafts and petals drift down in a vibrant rain. Vines slither around me as if by magic- I’m surrounded. Roses fill my nose and hair. All I see is red…

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