A SUNRISE DREAM WITHIN A DREAM     (10-14-1999; Galveston Island, Texas)

       
       
briefly awakened  quietly        
to morning s earliest light        
like a soft  ripe  fuzzy peach        
i slowly reclosed my eyes        
to it s sweet  sensual reach        
in a strange dream like lust        
somewhere adrift between        
waking and sleep  
where  
at peace in my nest  
i held myself and soon  
enough  dreamed again  
my hands  like roots  
of muscle  skin and bones  
gently growing  feeling upwards  
through my body s own  
heated  soil like  fleshy terrain  
as nature slowly came to me  
through the sudden  
natural realization  
which after only  
a few moments later  
i further realized  
was actually more  
a sudden reminder to me  
that all life  all beings  all nature  
are all only a further  
interconnected  
living extension  
of my own living body  
mind  spirit and being  
which i ve always felt  
and seemed  
to be able to intuitively  
more deeply and intimately  
tune into  connect with and somehow  
mysteriously read like braille  
through my eyes  my ears  
through all my senses  
as i realized through my fingertip s  
delicate sense of touch  
reaching up  
through breathing earth  
towards spreading light of life  
my eyes began  
to see  
here and there        
as landscapes gradually appeared        
love opened and ripened        
through forested hills        
grassy plains    
and deep  warm valleys        
between mountains and seas        
of living earth    
and sky around me        
all yearning to see stars again        
then it seemed i slipped        
into yet another          
even deeper dream    
within this one    
i m already in  
in which i saw a giant        
sequoia tree s        
ancient textured trunk        
rising up through distant  green          
fractaling fern like canopies above        
into the bottomless depths          
of deeper blues beyond        
it seemed to rise up out of sight          
towards both sun and moon        
somehow transcending space and time          
as i felt sun s touch          
fill it s bark and core        
then soft and smooth          
in bliss it cooled        
glazed in silver white light        
shining forth from full  ripe moon        
floating in a silent    
dream prone    
timeless    
boundless sea    
of night        
when suddenly          
even the darkest heavens        
were brightened and filled        
with an ecstatic flood of infinite stars        
that touched the hidden borders        
of everything        
as the milky way shed it s distant bath        
of intimate  mystic light upon me    
which so softly  so sensuously fell    
as if to kiss and bless me    
between my forested hills          
my grassy plains        
and deep  warm valleys        
between my mountains and seas        
my earth and sky around me        
wherein all things experienced        
and perceived  truly felt        
and seemed as one        
as all my soul s       
innermost  deepest yearnings        
were instantly thus satisfied                
within this revealing dream        
realized within another dream        
on out  up into    
upon and through    
this and every    
newly arisen    
of my dreamtime poem s      
strange  peculiar    
subconsciously mined    
even stranger still    
somewhat cryptic    
to some    
perhaps  to many    
though not to me    
as found and seen    
in most each and every      
of my many    
loosely painted    
word spill journey s    
forever linearly challenged    
strange  peculiar tale s    
semi kaleidescopic    
fractured  flowing    
storied spills    
which have always    
come and gone    
throughout my storied life    
up from the unfathomable depths    
of all and everything else    
i am and know    
but also  likewise    
beyond    
everything and all else    
i m not and don t    
here within    
and beyond    
both of these two    
more clearly perceived    
inner and outer    
vibrational frequency    
quickened  heightened    
world s and realm s    
i ve now so long    
been living in    
ever since    
sometime back around    
nineteen seventy eight    
or nine    
which brings me    
full circle    
right back here    
to this present now    
and to this    
my most recent    
newly arisen poem s    
strange  peculiar    
cryptic to some    
perhaps to many    
though not to me    
loosely painted    
other wordly
other worldly
inner journey s    
strange  peculiar tale s    
semi  kaleidoscopic  
multi dimensional  
fractured  flowing
flash flood story s
continued  ongoing
though still
rather cryptic    
mysterious
baffling spell s
hypnogogic
hopefully healing
dream mined purge s
newly liberated
now transmuted
fully manifested
necessary
though still
rather mystic
latest
dreamtime
spill