Almost too busy to post today
Painting by Odilon Redon
I want to see where the sun rises
And the geese fly
And the moon sleeps.
I want to hear the first song
The blackbird ever learned,
I want to smell the essence of every rose,
Curl around the soft fur of a sleeping fox,
Listen to the crystalline voices of the stars
On a winter’s night.
I want to be the fire waiting in the light
At the end of your dreams.