For tonight, an old one:
My friend,
I’d like to take you with me on a dream
one where we have no weight
or where our legs are long as sunset shadows
and we stride down the colors
glide through the shifting sweetness of the wind
side by side
soul by soul
far away
until you step beyond the cords of weary day
free
I’d like to have you wake up
with that glow remaining
so that, as you walk down city streets
blue sky fills your heart.
©Wendy Mulhern
October, 1987