Souls


I dreamed
of my soul
last night
it was downy
as ducklings
and had magnificent
wings like eagles

I dreamed
of my soul
like a bird
because when
I’m with my
soul I soar
high beyond
clouds higher
still to the

blackness

It’s in this
blackness
that I saw
heaven’s lint
dew drops of light
as far and beyond

My soul was drawn
to them children
to ice-cream it
traveled to each
drawn to some
my soul was the
bird hound of the
Universe