dreams, where do they come from? br a colourful buddha smiling in his br shapely flowing robes so friendly br on a bed and disappearing into no trace br as i come to have a closer look of him br an antique i had thought a porcelain wonder br br is he the harbinger of the dream? br and bed bed bed so many antique beds br in so many styles and shapes br they look so inviting with their ample space br br and the name Mizuko, yes br that's the name of the shop br and as i am about to leave br a woman in err flowing bridal garb br i wonder i remember the dream rightly br dreams are always such that you cannot br remember all br and oh yes she comes walking into the shop br and as she looks, i awake in another world br br the buddha, the beds, the bride br the myriad questions that pop out br of my head now are a million lotuses br that beg for an answer from the heavens br with their colourful lustrious wide opened handsbr br john tiong chunghoobr br