Stamping an Invisible Impression

I awoke from my dream state, bewildered.
Wasn't I just in another world?
Seeming so real, I stumbled back to reality.
Weren't you beside me, whispering in my ear?
What was it you said?
I only remember smiling,
Glad to have you by my side.
The wisdom of your words
Penetrating my mind and heart
It all made sense then, but now escapes me.
In the twilight of my dreams
Lies the altered world of possibilities
Where anything can happen -
Stamping an invisible impression on my soul.

Fuzzy Focus

Yesterday I was in the middle of a long drive on the South Florida turnpike. It was sunset on a beautiful day. The sky looked like it was on fire - stoked with low clouds, it burned dark red, burnt orange, and faded into dark shadows. I passed a lake and noticed the striking colors reflected on its surface, encompassed by the treeline's black edge and a large imposing mountain on one end. Being so beautiful, I savored it in my mind and captured the scene into memory so I could view it the rest of the evening. Such a gorgeous, unusual sight. Seconds after passing it, I realized that there is no such thing as a mountain in South Florida. I looked closer and realized I was driving by the landfills that boarder each side of the highway in this region. What I had considered a magestic mountain was a pile of trash reaching about seven stories high, and there was a good chance that the serene lake was not for swimming! How quickly my perception of the landscape changed. Then I realized, there really is beauty in everything, sometimes our lens just need to be a little out of focus in order to see it clearly.