In My Dreams Change

in my dreams (change) sail in tiny birch bark boats along the velvet dark streams listen to the chuckle of the invisible water as she faithfully travels toward the prayer of morning. we drum quietly to waken every living creature with our mothers heart beat the buds in the trees stir the deer lay down with their fawns life follows the canoes north. winter parts before us bows to the bringers of spring wanders off in unkempt fashion to sleep the living time away on mountain tops and circles at the ends of earth, so it goes.