Dream Poem 20; Span of an angel wing
Sails of yachts and
horse tack.
A creative charmer
and a handsome goddess in
A boat going down the
river,
Snake water, smooth
sinuous water, crystal clear,
Ice-blue and green.
So cold and deep and
strong.
My body will wake
with joy and we shall be saved.
The span of an angel
wing covers the whole earth.
Time has elapsed,
collapsed,
elipsed.
The river of memory
runs down a funnel
And siphons off into
each of us
And we shall be saved.
We shall
Be saved.
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