A dream that I had while taking a dream course I in 1979 resulted in this poem:
"Deep, crystal river
Steep are your banks. Will he drown?
Sparkling water trap."
Here are the notes I took after the dream:
"I am at the side of a very deep river between stone walls like the Grand Canyon; narrow and deep and the water is crystal clear and sparkling. My son is diving into the water and I can see him all the way to the bottom. I fear for him, but I know there is a way out through a sewer system."
I found my dream folder in the closet I cleaned out last week. This time, it is all going through the shredder!! Have you had any good dreams lately?