Quiet Dreams, Quiet Dreamers 4

Her words trailed off, as if, becoming suddenly aware of where she was she doubted the truth of them. Perhaps she'd got it wrong? But images from her life flooded over her and her eyes brimmed. Her cheeks coloured; and her head, which had lowered, rose again; her eyes again sought those of the others as words, not her own, glittered unexpectedly, and completely filled her mind.
To understand that dreams enhance life is a gift.
To know that life is the dream is to become the gift
She spoke them aloud then, and in the speaking, renewed her certainty.