
I awoke in the familiar spruce-fir forest
as the bottom of the sky started to glow.
The salmon orange hue filling me up
warming soul to the thought of a new day.
Darkness skulking, hesitant but knowing its time is done
a soldier of Morpheus following the command in full retreat.
With no thought for the fair Luna
ever hopeful to embrace the rays of the sun.
I welcomed her at first breath
as one able to love both sides of light.
Wondering if the affair would ever be won but we’ll never know
feeling a trespasser in this mood of liminal comfort.
Thoughts I laid to rest in the familiar spruce-fir forest
as a brilliant blanket of stars folded out overhead.
I am grateful for Dream ❤