Warming The Night

In the beginning there were cold rocks with

painted animals that chose which way you’d run

toward or away from tomorrow’s undoing

in search of what the present can’t find

looking into the future with blind refusal

at the corner of time and space

taking back what forgiveness wouldn’t share

heating each rock until the images dance

—warming the night of a thousand dreams

—warming the night of a thousand dreams

 

(Dreamsleep: February, 2021)

 

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