Beautiful Dream

I wait outside her domain

like a dog in heat,

I listen to her voice

pounding within like

ocean waves on a dark

angry night,

she holds me in arms

of shifting winds;

without shape or form;

hiding quietly within,

like a carefully guarded secret,

she flows like an underground river,

dancing like a butterfly on the wind,

mesmerizing and energizing,

a gentle whisper,

a bright white light,

fresh and clear,

like a star

twinkling in the night;

my last pure thought,

my only reprieve,

when everything else has been

shattered or destroyed,

exposed and denied,

she is my silent refuge;

my beautiful dream.