I Dreamed of Peace
I dreamed of peace
where games cannot touch my saddened heart;
where the winters spray of discontent cannot
make my blood cold, cannot make my marrow
ache and my inner force limp wounded to the gray
and weeping bank.
I dreamed of peace
where fire words shot to take me down
miss their target and fall harmlessly in joyous fields
of ripened corn, standing strong, smiling, repelling
all the pointed barbs; whose yellow husks cannot be pierced
but in reflecting provide a nourishment so replete
the archers arm is wearied by the load.
I dreamed of peace
where no longer do I wake at night
seeking reassurance from apparitions that their calling
means no harm;
where the raven sitting on the drooping branch
is not waiting for my soul’s ascent;
where the soot covered face peering from the bracken
is not the axe man arrived to take me home.
I dreamed of peace
where the fire in my brain is quelled
by knowledge, accomplished thoughts of reason and
not prone to dissatisfaction;
where thirst is quenched in rivers so deep
my dive can never touch or scrape the sides and
in whose fear I need not fear;
where my essence is left untouched , my spirit not assaulted
by ego and forced appraisal.
I dreamed of peace
where false disinterest lies split and gaping
and hypocrisy oozes its puerile bile across cracked and
concrete stagnant floors;
where beggars no longer assault my passing
with arms outstretched and hope etched into canyon
city faces;
where the malcontent is driven to the slackened shallows
and forced to face their own reflection.
I dreamed of peace
where lightening skipped and danced across the waves
and thunder played the most delicate of notes;
where wind swirled not in anger but caressed
the sparse sand dune grass and the stilt legged
petrel bobbed in anticipation;
where the fuss of self induced stress is placed inside the trench
and covered by the dirt of self awareness.
I dreamed of peace
where only peace may step and no intrusion
may be entered;
where neither the able nor the vacuous may encroach;
where neither the sun drenched and rich may acquire that which
others have stooped to learn;
where the essence of time is encased and made bare
and does not beat to a false clock;
where all I have been and all I am to be is in the one,
and there is no need to climb a further set of stairs.
I dreamed of peace.