Void.

Expanse.

Boundless field of dark – inky, plush, coal-black. Pressed against eyelids. Consuming vision.

Light pricks — winks and blinks and scintillates. Golden, glittering. A multiplicity of individual, shivering stars within and against the dark — entering breath and pores, veins and mind.

Carry it.

Upon waking, carry it from dream, out into the world. Feed it to every word, every thought and action. Let it bloom in outstretched hands, shape tongue’s speech, heart’s beat.

Then everything,

— everything –

will shift…

Change…

Heal…

— C.Birde, 3/18