Kit Kelen #329 - in the stone

329

in the stone

in the stone my dreams

each faithfully carved

but night is an age

and the light is longer

there isn't a word

that will last

*

I bring my own door

that's how I step through

I have a bridge too

quite a weight

but how else will I get across?

rivers and oceans

they're in the running

and so I go with the flow

the tiger I'm riding

you know how it is

as if there's a flimsiest string

binds the invisible parts in the whole

the dream on its dry twig

sets off not knowing

there are

other worlds

I have in mind

how else

could I do

all I do?

a candle takes the hours down

outskirts of a night like this

*

in the stone my dreams

each faithfully carved

but night is an age

and the light is longer

there isn't a word

that will last