Friday, April 2, 2010

In Dreams Abide

In the velvet dark my thoughts that in the day

Like seasonal birds flit, alight and fly away

Huddle and thrum in great numbers beneath

My dreams like the great green canopy of trees

Each idea or choice or judgement delayed

Each feeling expressed or firmly restrained

Rest like travelers in the hum of a stationary train

Uncomfortable and still, awaiting a change.

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