Transparency of Dreams

Nothing between us

in dreams---a glass

box contains an universe

from which no one

falls off

Like in stones

we travel back

in times:

the child hands

me a pink

tourmaline

saying:

it holds

the secrets

& answers

Then some fool

robbed me

of my stone

threw it

into the ocean

Innocent years

We fight

in the boat

too small to hold

its passengers

Hulk torn

by angry sea

Dream sinking

My feet fly

on water

in search of

the stone

following a voice

saying:

it's buried

atop of Yellow Mt.

I ran

& ran

to the mountain

top

that's dis-

appearing

in water

....

:1/30/05

[art: james harris]