In This Dream of Dreams

In This Dream of Dreams

—after “In the Land beyond My Dreams”

I cannot imagine the land beyond my dreams.
I can only create from the materials
Here in this dream of dreams.

But I will keep on fathoming, diving, delving into this brain
This treasure house of myriad things that move and change.

Moment by moment each earthly thing is changing
As atoms, molecules, germ cells vibrate to the moon and sun.

The seas clamor against the land, the land climbs and dips
And humankind is baffled by the enormity
Of its own ignorant obsequiousness.

Humankind that cannot kindle a flame against its own lack.
Humankind that cannot fathom the vastness of one planet.

Humankind that cannot guess itself into wisdom.
Humankind that cannot create one necessity from scratch.

This dreamland is littered with the useless dreck of human
Arrogance—All that is left is to pray and seek the soul
In stillness beyond closed eyes.