I had a Dream
I persecuted him
I cross-examined him
Until the scales of justice shone into my eyes
Then came dawn
I looked and saw his name
Rey, a prince of light
I spared his life
I was a dream
Pursued by him
He bided his time
My green eyes and my green dress stole his sanity
Then we danced
He jumped and took my hand
It was the city lights
He saved my life
Is as tall as me,
all you'd promised me you'd be
and holds all my trust.
You are not my God.
You royal son of someone.
I won’t kneel to you.
Sell your everything
Except for your soul this time
Come back, my best friend
A diamondless soul
An oracle, a prophet
A smith and a prince
I’ve been fed…I’ve thrived.
I’ve been dared…I’ve risen up.
I’ve been promised…I’ve….
“Indian Writings” – near Moab, Utah
