– A quick entry before I go to bed – most house lights off, the last chore done, the heat turned down . . .
Prelude to a Dream
Here is the color of the depth of Mind:
Not quite black – a greyish, bluish cast
The place each soul has always hoped to find
Everything said from here stands; its word will last
Mountains are moved, all rivers speak it
Northern lights’ swift shimmer shines it past
This is the place where nothing stands beneath it
No cave so deep, no shifting sea so vast
Here in the backdrop of the depth of Mind
All secrets are spelled out, their golden stamp
is illustrated, block by block, line by line
Impressed with every sacred word’s recap
Or so it seemed, as earnest dream descended
Submerging me in sleep before it ended.
©Wendy Mulhern
February 21, 2011