Sunday, October 16, 2005

111. Golden Door

by Dominique - Los Angeles, California

But in the dream, you do not leave us
Instead as we are sinking, sinking
You dive down to us in the mournful black
Water, and pull us up into sweet air, up to the rising sun
Up to America

In this dream, you cannot leave us
Something holds you and keeps you there
Until all souls, all souls are remembered
Until finally love, love
Only love

Brings us all the way back home

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

What a beautiful poem Domninique. A shame this only takes place in a dream and didn't in real life.