Days to Come

In my dream we were walking

to the city — hundreds of thousands

of us, freeways full of us.

There were clouds of black smoke, too,

and sirens,

and trying to get across roadway barriers

And we were all helping each other,

moving with urgency,

moving to stand up for some imperative

(I don’t know if I knew what)

In my dream we were fearless,

for our unity was awesome.

May we be so as well

in days to come.

©Wendy Mulhern

December 13, 2015