I had a little dream
the kind that comes
in-between
On first waking and the next
surly to a mind perplexed
of how and where
and what is there
and who I even be
I knew not how to go
a world of haze
to and fro
Consciousness ran in and out
unstable ground all round-a-bout
while through my grasp
a life flew past
and what perchance I see?
My sweet sweet love
calling me
——
Blessed…
m(___)m
