The blisters ease once the dreams spill
Silent moonlit dreams
Secret tidal dreams
Wild windowsill dreams
Blazing miles from here
With one foot there
Licking and grazing and digesting
Mountains and trees and wildflowers
Into the sky
Into ash
Earth soul with the body of a cloud
Shapeless today and tomorrow billowing
Like smoke
Into the silent realm
The realm of eye-speak
Talk of silence and infinity
There is tomorrow here
Just as yesterday eluded us there
Where wind will feed the fire.