A Few thoughts:
A Dream at 1:30 am
I wish I could explain
How it came to me
How I came to be
A boy again
But I was
Among the people
Not as they were then
But now as they are
Still yearning
Still living in a dream
Like nothing ever changed
Still beating in their hearts
The way it used to be
When the earth was Mother
The skies our Father
And a message was carried
On the wind as we rode
Faster and faster
With reckless abandon
And we cried out
Louder and louder
Until our voice
Became like the eagle
The hawk
Or even the owl
Messenger of death
Saying nothing is to be feared
Not even the future
Only that life is about freedom
To be born
To grow
To learn
To transition
Beyond what we know
To a place of peace
Where the wind tastes
And smells like freedom
The likes we have never known
Because it is heaven.
Amen
D.A. Wittler
12/14/23
