at your day's end
you let yourself sink into
soft duvets and plaids
near a dark window
ajar to the universe
on the verge of sleep
an energy fountain starts playing
up through your body cascading
over your head and down to a point
under your feet
you're near a dream realm
imagining
you in the air
spanning the space between shores
cloaked in a cloud of orange organza
part figure-shaping shift
part ethereal fabric
flapping winglike
you're a sylph
airborne
your dress has tendrils
lifting you high above the water
spanning from shore to shore
from stance to stance
you're orange art nouveau
bridging from point of view
to point of view
your passion for peace reaching
like soul fabric between factions
bridging across the dissonance
your style succeeds in evoking
smiles and second thoughts
in your sleep you too are smiling
holding on to your orange organza
pondering this organzational wonder
all day long you were trying
to build a bridge
waking up
shaking it off
you're realizing
you are the bridge
Vera Kelgart (with channeling Lemuria crystal ) 2019
