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Jan 2020
From the aura emanating
From the
Forest and grass and the sky
Swelling up
Black
With ominous clouds
A tear drop
Fell from my eye
And thunder rang out
The heavens burst
I was ready

Ready for the end
I didn't see how I
Could keep
Going on
The whole of the earth
Seemed to be agreeing
It was darkening
And I and the universe
Were alone

I slept

I walked the meadows
Sunshine lit wildflowers
Blooming and grass velvet
Animals came up to greet me
The buck I killed
Ten years ago,
My dog, who ran away
When I cursed God.
The kittens I couldnt keep
Alive and the images
Of carcasses on the packing
Room floor.

And I met a man. Weathered face so red. His hands leather like the sole
Of mocassins who said
"The mother earth has sent me, son.
To give you peace in your passages"
We walked together silent.
In his presence I felt the need for
Storms the very essence of the rain.

As I wiped my eyes.  I awoke.
Dazed but new I gathered
That dream as best I could.
I wish he had told me his name.
But. Names he taught me,
In the short time of my dream are not really real.

Dreams
Are
wordvango
Written by
wordvango
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