Monday, November 1, 2004

Poetry: Dreamtime Dance

I woke up when the moon was full
High above my head
My eyes were closed
My spirit wandered
My body was in my bed
The first step
Keep going
Take a breath
Suns first rays, early showing
Almost there
Keep going
Finally home
Within my soul, love growing
Within my dream, the sun is high
though the time is near
Evenings end
Time to wake
Will the day begin in love or fear?

- KL