i am the silence of the night, the shadow in a dream. i am the face that stares back from the stillwater pond. [you break the image and look away then wake to add more wood to the fire. shuddering, you draw closer, eventually to dream again.] i saw the tree that no one saw falling to the forest floor. go there with me, help me pick up the pieces. i am the silence of the night, the shadow in a dream. i whisper your name as the breeze softly kisses your cheek.
5/12/1991