Afternoon Angel
In the delirium of an afternoon
nap an angel dug a blue tunnel
through my dreaming pillow,
whispered into my asleep ear,
"this is not a dream, although
when you wake, you'll remember it as one,
just as when you're asleep,
you remember waking as a dream.
Both states confound."
Then she asked,
"may I take your dream?"
I forgot what I was dreaming,
and tried to say, go ahead,
but was lock-jawed sleeping.
She flew me to the Sistine Chapel.
"Great painting," she mused,
flying around the busy blue.
"This is a kind of reality,
a dream, in a dream, in a dream.
God's word written, read,
then mulled by an artist
inheritor of genetic dreams,
from his parents, their parents,
and so on, manifested through genius,
work and diligence into an image
real, and a dream in your dreaming head,
along with me, a reality
you'll remember when you wake.
I wanted to appear to you,
let you know, everything you imagined
as a kid in your sand box
is the truth of it all. So don't be
afraid, nothing can destroy you."
Then I heard the heavenly bells
loudly ringing and ringing,
waking me for vespers.
In the delirium of an afternoon
nap an angel dug a blue tunnel
through my dreaming pillow,
whispered into my asleep ear,
"this is not a dream, although
when you wake, you'll remember it as one,
just as when you're asleep,
you remember waking as a dream.
Both states confound."
Then she asked,
"may I take your dream?"
I forgot what I was dreaming,
and tried to say, go ahead,
but was lock-jawed sleeping.
She flew me to the Sistine Chapel.
"Great painting," she mused,
flying around the busy blue.
"This is a kind of reality,
a dream, in a dream, in a dream.
God's word written, read,
then mulled by an artist
inheritor of genetic dreams,
from his parents, their parents,
and so on, manifested through genius,
work and diligence into an image
real, and a dream in your dreaming head,
along with me, a reality
you'll remember when you wake.
I wanted to appear to you,
let you know, everything you imagined
as a kid in your sand box
is the truth of it all. So don't be
afraid, nothing can destroy you."
Then I heard the heavenly bells
loudly ringing and ringing,
waking me for vespers.