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.