This dream began low to the ground and thusly;
dried yellow grass crinkling from the freezing snow surrounded by sounds of icy breath also seen in small billows. A prairie scape to the sight yet with the awareness of unseen mountains. Powerful stillness, anxiety of needing to reach... to one direction he smoothes her hair "you will always be..." As she crumbles and folds into him with unstoppable tears. Another direction 3 characters, one the father, 2 the nieces, one of which the replacement for another time and place. They come in and out, growing and shrinking, showing and disappearing. All need to be reached. A third scene in a third direction, nameless, faceless. Perhaps future people unknown and unfamiliar. Cold offerings do not warrant knowledge.
Direction one: divided heart
direction two: a past relieved
direction three: ?

Who sits in the night with too much knowledge weighted on the mind
waiting for the heart like the stars, perfectly aligned
who open and vulnerable wants to hide, half given
needs to stride
nothing to harmonize
nothing to time
a different peace of mind

once a road traveler
once stopped on a dime
once wrestled with barbarians
once gladly spent the time
once danced on the juke box
once held the world in kind

no murderers sent here to relinquish these deeds
no lawyers sent in for corporate appease
humility humanity cut through the sanity
gravity or levity
dealt out with brevity
imagine the size of one elephant tear
drown all your sorrows for a thousand years