Of Owls and Mice
Up in the loftiness
owl dreams and mice dreams
waiting for a sign.
There it is - owl flight in a mouse dream,
Open the hinge-less door,
they come
riding their All-Terrain Vehicles,
not this terrain, not brain terrain,
not any piggy-back thought
catching a ride - no,
their bodies of light are shining bright.
Mice flying in owl dreams
and hurrying on to who knows.
The loftiness has nothing to say,
yet a new world arrives
pre-ordered from the dreams
of yesterday.
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