Dream

Dark alley..

looming structures

on either side

this is

the setting today

the stage

on which

i stand

dark road

narrow

glistening

beneath

then voices

from where

i wonder

i look..

from a house

just beside

emerges

the lady

a stranger..

i hear

me think

then from

the road behind

walks into view

a man

what could they

want?

i wonder

aloud

as i see

both head

straight

to me

dear priest

i hear

them say

we have

a request

for you

today

i see

happy faces

smiling faces

i hear

me wonder

what could

they want

..?

dear priest

they repeat

now looking

straight into

the eye

holding the look

reading my wonder

like from an open

book

yes dear priest

i hear

them say

please hear us

please help us

we have

lived

very happy lives

they say

with simple smiles

they pause

n eye sees

behind them

a grey bird

perched

unmoving..still

in the middle

of the road

i turn

from the bird

to

the man

he continues

our request today

is

to stop

the rain

our prayer today

is to give us

pain

i stare

at the

happy faces

in wonder

ears have never

heard such

prayers before

as i stand

and wonder

before i can

ask why

they wish

to change

perfectly happy lives

the man

drives away

the lady smiles

retiring back

to her home

leaving me

to stand

and wonder

at them..

but out comes

the unseen hand

of the

great divide..

Very gently

rocking me

to awaken

on the other

side

the blurry moment

lingers

with unseeing eyes

we stare

at each other

like an illusion

looking at

a greater illusion

like me

and

the mirror

the glass

is clear

as though

arm can reach out

and touch

the image

hand in hand

like sisters

we wander

the priest

and the mirror

i hear

me ask..

i wonder

what was that

those simple ones

those happy ones

to change all that

oh why did

they come

..?

now what

will you do?

i hear

mirror ask

even though

the request

is new..

you have

to admit

after all

they came

for help

from you..

of course

i will

bring justice

to their prayer

but first

i need

to know

who

they are

they are

the mirror replies

indriyaas

now what

will you

do..

asks mirror

turn them over

to you

i hear

me answer

mirror stares

you mean

turn the

prayer over?

i mean

turn the

people over

so future prayers

come directly

to you

why..

asks mirror

dont you want

to help them

yourself?

that

is a tough question

my dearest

i hear

me address

the mirror

in earnest

i continue

yes..

i do wish

to help

with whatever

little i have

of course..

and whatever happens

please keep them

together

is all

i can wish

for now

because my dear

my Father said

i must not steer

away from

course

i must stay

with just one

horse

hey little priest

mirror replies

what do you mean

and who?

i fade away

to the princess

next door

rubbing the eyes

with broad daylight

i hear me say

o dear twin

of illusion

i mean

that horse

is You