Sometimes I wonder at odd dreams. Like this one. So I write them down and figure they may sort out later. As I write this I think communion wafers are rather like matzoh. I wonder what it would mean to be the last reminder of Christ in the world, not the first in line. Dream connections are often tricky. I write them down so I might remember.
I dreamed last night
My surname was changed
To Afikomen.
In my dream it seemed to mean
My last name began
With the letter ‘A’
So I was first
When we lined up
In alphabetical order.
This morning I looked it up
And remembered again
The afikomen is the hidden matzoh
At Passover.
It is always found and eaten
Last.
Last night I dreamed the Passover.
I was the afikomen.
Kosher yes
But last in line.
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