Two Minus One
I lived by myself in a big house with
many rooms. I'd choose each night which
big bed to sleep in, and I spent
much time in my kitchen.
Friends and neighbors came to visit, and
we had Christmas in my front room with
a big green tree, all the gifts, and
stockings by the fire.
I stirred in my slumbers, then,
and as I woke the dream veil parted:
I saw how this could soon be my life,
is my life now, and felt a comfort.
In my house I have many rooms. Some
I choose to spend my time in, while
others I leave aside with the door open,
as I may need them later.
In my dream it was only me in this
big house. In my dream I could wander
as I may, exploring, finding the space
I needed in order to be myself.
And as each night I found a new bed,
pulled up fresh covers and opened up
the window to the night air,
I was not lonely in my house.
(6/4/2009)
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