I Had a Dream

I had a dream I dreamt, a tree a dead white tree from a grey stone plinth cowled men of ancient time around its brittle boughs unbent Together pointing as they chant with fingers of long grey bone without a blink at this raven bird and apart, apart I stood alone And sweet from damp dark throat I strained to hear that song singing sweet in tearful deep with eyes that wish and long it spoke some whispered voice saying we all die here alone frozen then in dread and fear I woke to keen and mourn