Racing Comets - Dream Series 5

Eight years after my father passed away, I dreamed one night that he came to visit me out of the universe. We walked from the log cabin where I was... more

by Dawn Senior-Trask

Title

Racing Comets - Dream Series 5

Artist

Dawn Senior-Trask

Medium

Painting - Mixed Pencil And Freehand Digital

Description

Eight years after my father passed away, I dreamed one night that he came to visit me out of the universe. We walked from the log cabin where I was raised, and found a herd of wild mustangs waiting for us, with no corral or gate -- they just circled there, eyes and nostrils flaring in excitement. When they galloped past, we each grasped a tossing mane and swung onto the bare, quivering backs. Dad's horse leapt, bucked and spun, but mine ran flat out toward the west horizon with now and then a running buck. I clung, laughing for joy. Hoofbeats thindered behind me -- Dad's horse and mine raced neck and neck, their eyes four shooting stars arcing over the hills where comets streaked and stars, galaxies and planets roamed. At last my horse slowed. Dad's horse shot past a ways, then also stopped. We both dismounted, soothed and talked and patted our horses, then let them go. We walked, talking quietly and laughing, back to the cabin. From time to time, my father visits me from the cosmos. For another example of a gift he brought me, see my Moonhorse bronze.

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June 28th, 2012