A VISION
In a dream
it seemed all oppositions came
together
as pictures--
light and dark, good and evil,
all captured
perfectly
in intertwining lines
and colors--
electric
golds, burnt umbers, blues
and greens--
all blended
in a faultless harmony--
the real.
Entranced
I stared, amazed, trying
to memorize
magic,
set down before my eyes,
made plain,
yet feeling
vaguely sad. And upon waking
into the revived
messiness
of this world, I arose
and put on
morning,
one pant leg at a time, and embraced
my life.