the clouds descend
not obscuring
not enveloping
they obliterate
what a relief it is
the clouds descend
not obscuring
not enveloping
they obliterate
what a relief it is
it shocks me
Spring
buds pressing from branches
obstinate and evolving
not like me at all
inspired by the squirrels living in our ceiling
I have dreams about large animals
lounging in the rafters
smiling down at me with their kind eyes
lifting feathers with their sighs
the footsteps in my ceiling
they keep me up at night
I imagine they belong to gentle bears
or doves in quiet pairs
this house is home to more than us
but we’ll never see their glorious
asleep behind the table there
aglow with dreams of steadfast care
this house is home to more than us
I wake up to the dinosaurs
trudging through the yard
crying tears and tears and tears and tears and tears
surprised to end up here
polar bears and elephants
otters kissing lambs
I can hear their heartbeats pressed against the walls
I listen for their calls
this house is home to more than us
but we’ll never see their glorious
asleep behind the table there
aglow with dreams of steadfast care
this house is home to more than us
let’s be trees
so we can kiss
warm & naked
with quiet sky surrounding
wind sweeps away our
age of reason and slowly
I wake from my dream