Fragments of a Dream

 

I.

Walking the avenue of pines
a lion saunters on the
grassy side, entering
a portal in a tree

II.

Bones and rattles, smell of sage
a rope ladder, leading upwards
to the sound of a pounding drum

III.

 The stars and moon glisten in the night
we the poets and storytellers leaving
messages for generations to come

 IV.

 Through the haziness a vision appears
in the desert sun two snakes hiss
where the cactus blooms

 V.

 Standing on the highest mountain rock,
a warrior, to the left a valley and to
the right a fading river, where have
the buffalo gone, the tribe wonders

VI.

 Clinging to a sheer cliff, unable to find
the next foothold, adventure awaits
the choice is mine

 VII.

 Stepping into the enchanted circle of
oak trees, the center a soft bed of leaves
the invitation to journey is clear

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Authors note:  These are actual fragments from my dream journals