On the Nature of Dreams
“As is generally known, we cannot manipulate dreams: they are, as it were, the voice of nature within us.” – Marie-Louise von Franz
Wild animals are in the woods beyond
The house. My sister and mother stand oblivious
To the gathering hoard of the furred and the fanged
They stand amongst the shadowed trees and chat.
“Come in, come in,” I cry, as a wolf saunters by;
The pack is distracted by her sinuous stride and a black bear joins the crowd.
Finally! At last! My family heeds my cry; they come inside.
But the walls, you see, are made of screens,
And no one ever remembers to close the door behind.
It’s impossible, or so it seems,
to shut the wild beasts out.
(from DR 10-3-10 )
Quoted from On Dreams and Death, introduction xii