Dream

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.