"Trust in dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity."

~Khalil Gibran
 

Long ago, I dreamed vividly about being in Italy.  There were no details about what the town was called, but I knew the stay was in a very old cliffside inn with gorgeous views of the sea and the town across the inlet.  I suppose in it was somewhere on the Amalfi coast, with the mountains rising behind the town. The room was ancient and showed it's age and I loved how rustic it felt.  There was a four poster bed with romantic curtains and tile floors.  A wooden doorway opened to a terrace overlooking the sea and town beyond.  In my dream, I wore a long, flowing, white nightgown and I recall it billowing around me as the sea air came through the open door.  I had stepped back in time and I love how relaxed and at ease I felt in my dream.  Maybe I'm strange for holding on to something that wasn't real, or maybe I hope to one day find this hotel and stay there, making my dreams finally come true, but until then, I created this new piece to keep my memory of the dream alive. 

Dreams of ItalyI dreamed of being in Italy once. Staying in a cliffside, ancient hotel. Gazing out the window, across the balcony at the sea beyond. Yes, in the dream I had long white hair and wore a long white nightgown. I can always count on my art to make my dreams literally come true.

Model is Jessica Truscott of Faestock on Deviantart.  Other stock from Pixabay with my thanks.