A Flight At Night

A Flight at Night

 

I awakened in the night

with  a tapestry forming before my eyes

 in the dripping colors of creation!

I could feel that something

 of myself was in it.

The sweep grew larger

expanding into something new,

as images and words faded into faces.

Designs danced and swirled

weaving the way

with gossamer threads of

 silky paint and rain.

The color of midnight

 was mixing with light from

 behind the moon

making the moon smile in surprise

to feel a touch from out of sight

 borrowing light at this time of night

to weave a tapestry of dreams.

Birds were dipping their wings

 and leaving prints.

A great white bird flew right

through the middle

smearing and gathering colors

looking like a rainbow

spreading its wings to show the stars,

 as it went flapping by the moon.

Rising to join them,

my spirit broke free and began to soar.

I could hear the subtle sounds

of spinning stars all around me.

I tried a dip and a swoop

to see if I could navigate the night.

I did a somersault in the sky

and hearing my own laughter,

I turned over and over playfully

plowing into the tapestry,

leaving a hole

 in the incredible beauty there.

The colors mended themselves behind me

adding a touch of human flight

to the tapestry of night.

I tugged at the edges

and wrapped them around me

spinning and spiraling

until I was tucked away

in my dreams.

I let it all unravel and set it free

to create another tapestry.

 

 

Naomi