James Joyce\'s Dream

James Joyce's Dream

A mirror hanging in the universe
A fire fading on the mountain

A tide colliding to the rock
A dew dropping from the leaf

A noise echoing from the bar
A light shedding into the street

A touch from your fingertip
A silence to my face

A drop of tear from your eye
A hit of sorrow into my chest

A lover moaning in the crowd
A crowd shouting without voice

A cry toward Dubulin
A smile from Andalucia

-- 12.13.2007 Right after re-reading the last pages of Ulysses