Beyond the hills and the shifting sheep that frolic across the distant horizon bleating blissful tunes,
caterpillar dreams race my imagination till they come to rest at last in a winsome cocoon of starlight.
And there, O Queen of tree lined journeys and gentlest lilacs, is where you may find me ever waiting for you.
[After a kind response from David (ben Alexander), I felt compelled to look around and see where I had gotten the title “caterpillar dreams” from. It’s funny how often I am–even without knowing so–influenced by the beautiful expressions of poets, writers, singers. I Googled “caterpillar dreams” and discovered where I had gotten that from: an absolute treasure of Scottish music, Dougie Maclean. I love his music, and in his gentle piece “Singing Land” he uses the phrase “caterpillar dreaming.” I’m sure that had been percolating in my head for sometime. So thank you, Dougie Maclean for all of your inspiration.]