Dream of a Tear
The dream of a tear on the mother’s cheek.
A stream of forgiveness falling.
In colorful pearls anointing its place among all that is ever heard calling.
Beaming in the heart of the copper shield,
Fallowing the emerald stream,
The doorway is forever open to the undreamt, the unsaid and the unseen.
The embryonic portal for the flower of life,
birthing crystals in waves,
Her life fruiting in the mind of a child, dancing on the elders graves.
The Hero’s journey in a vortex born,
Torn from the galactic center,
wandering the labyrinths of far off dimensions, in the land where none may enter.
A dream of a tear on the mother’s cheek,
A ray of forgiveness beaming.
A stairway of rainbows where the god’s would walk, as the ancestors where quietly sleeping.
The sky her crown, the earth her gown,
Her thrown the ever after.
Birthing worlds in the womb of space, while her child is swaddled in laughter.
~Asa
