Voyages

I am a leaf,
dry and brown
I tumble in the wind.
I am a wind
cool in autumns sun
I blow across the oceans of grass.
I am a blade of grass,
glittering in the dew.
Dew of morning,
mornings soft fog.
I am the fog
cool and damp
I come from the sea.
I am the sea,
sea of waves ,
waves of motion.
I am the motion of the gulls wings
smooth and grey
I cut through the evening sky.
I am Evening
rich splendor of gold
I paint the heavens with dreams of night.
I am the dreamer
sailing through sleep
I recreate the waking world.
- by Peggy von Burkleo