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I had a dream the other day
that sang a song in descending scale:
First I was a mountain, grand and lofty,
my peak carving up the jet stream;
Then I was a bay, cutting up the alluvial plain
to kiss the base of the mountain;
Then I was a wave, one of many in that bay,
throwing myself upon the sands;
And then I was a droplet, thrown aloft by the wave
and hanging in the air for just a moment
before dashing myself upon the ocean's surface.

The message was clear, of course:
God was telling me to humble myself,
to remember my place in the grand
scheme of things. Same old, what’s new?
But I'm a sinner, soiled black
and brash with great ambition,
and I have Things to accomplish in this
one and wondrous life.

I am but a drop of water in the heaving wave,
a droplet in immensity,
one of billions in the driving surf
that breaks upon the shore.
But, if I'm lucky, then for a moment
the light will hit me,
at just the perfect angle,
and then, for a moment, I'll shine.


Published by "Academy of the Heart and Mind", January 2024
https://academyoftheheartandmind.com/2024/01/24/vampires-and-other-poems/
Posted here November 2, 2024