Our Dream

We built ourselves a dream and sent it high into a blue sky, Watched as the gods crushed it between their thighs- cried as they threw it back down to earth- tiny pieces like rain, our dream fell from above like a broken earthenware pot. Remember how we gathered up the fragments and re-built it? how then we sat it upon the old sideboard- below the mirror. Recall how we stood on a high mountain and cried out to the Eagle- as she soared above us, and the sun sparkled on the sea below us; how we waited for darkness- a sky full of a thousand stars and an Owl- from Athena settled on an old tree. Our dream- renewed and undeterred and whispered silently to the wise one- and how we watched as she flew with it over the moon.