Monday, July 7, 2008

the stone traps

I dreamed of animals under stone traps caught and killed by the rocks under wraps my heart dropped with the bone shades of death I could not understand why this was viewed the bears met the wolves to see into fear itself working together for an unusual dance of sadness somehow knowing this was going to happen the advance cleared smoke with wild feathers turning colors into the native language spoken I stood back asking for a review of a fraction only to see the mound of stones under night stars where cool winds stilled over tension of this moment I felt amazing grace pour songs from this holy place like the surface of the sun spoke to the moon shaking the space between the very two to find the earth raptured with unspoken voices silently searching the strings of dream choices caught and killed by the rocks under wraps I died with these animals under stone traps