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I dreamt I saw a hand
Reach towards me in the night
I thought it but a dream
But when I woke in fright
It hovered like a promise
Or threat before my sight
I could not tell from who
This vision did alight
I pondered those it couldn’t be
And others it just might
It did not come in friendship
Offering fear and no delight
It grasped across the ether
But touch me? Never quite
Its reach defeats its purpose
However singular or slight
And yet it is an omen
A harbinger of blight
And should I shake its hand
Its darkness touch my light
Would it resolve the quandary
Dissolve it from my sight
Or keep it my companion
In this dark and fearful night?
I dreamt I saw a hand
Reach towards me in the night
I wished it but a dream
But when I woke in fright
It hovered there eternally
Silent threat before my sight
(c ) Helen M Valentina 2018
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