Some Dream

This could be one dream,

could be another

(as I awoke this morning

after saying “would you like a spoon?”)

—a setting, and some people,

and the day to day familiarity

of being — nothing high stakes,

nothing too emotional,

just the exchange of words

and the exchange of gifts

A place I put myself

no more or less

than putting myself here —

in this afternoon 

of wind and trees and rest

and taking in what’s given,

taking it, and calling it what’s here.

©Wendy Mulhern

May 31, 2019