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
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