Chapter 1 in this series of caricatures.
Portrait of a Dream
Can you describe a dream?
The multitude of ideas, feelings, a sensory overload?
Sometimes, as I lie in bed, while thinking.
I see them swarming around me, like wraiths, mysterious as the stars.
Their colours flash like the Northern Lights.
Yet some are clear, with tendrils curving in among the
Are they my thoughts?
They glitter like sparks from a fire.
And to me they seem almost as brilliant, bringing warmth, light and hope.
Guardians in the night.