In my dream,
dolphins were playing with happy abandonment in a friendly sea.
I watched, enthralled.
Clapped my hands in delight and gratitude for their presence,
for their joy at just being.
My applause stopped their play and in mid-air, half in and half out of the water,
as still as statues, they looked at me.
Locked in their searching gaze,
I was aware of myself,
aware that we saw each other,
in that place of knowing that lies just below the surface of everyday.
Seeing the one in all.