Haiku - Dream

Green dreams, green places;
opening space for strangers
and loved ones and selves.

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I dreamed a wonderfully simple dream last night. I was in the backyard showing houseguests the backyard, the compost bin, the rich earth that was blessing the house. The place felt distinctly warm and spiritual, but was a home. Sometimes I fall in love in dreams, and I think I fell in love with that place in that dream, smiling drunkenly at the sloping grassy hill as much as I have to the enamored faces of other dreams.