Under the blanket of night
and the starry milky way
I had a dream ... or the dream had me.
Sent from that unseen terrain of soul
to this small consciousness it visited.
A gift...an understanding...a guidance
held in the synaptic ethers of awareness
Image caught in a cellular array.
My heart umbilically connected to the center of the galaxy
by a thick, braided rope of light.
And, I, in all my small unknowing
pulling and tugging in resistance -
a yanking of heartstrings.
A poor tethered waif struggling to and fro
moving from despair to relief,
love to loss, satisfaction to longing.
Stiffly stepping, jerking, falling
trying with minuscule might
to defy the broad band of light.
Until, with one soft step,
a current of remembrance,
a lilting lift of movement
a spin, a dip
another soft step forward
Struggle transformed to dance
for a moment
and then again.
Awkwardly learning the rhythm
feeling the beat
attending to the subtle cues
allowing the light to lead.
Dancing - dancing - dancing
under the blanket of night
and the starry milky way.