soon I will be fast aboard
sailing on his skiff of dreams
the ferryman standing watch
soaring skyward untethered
‘mong the clouds of wonder
to magical mystical ports of call
where all imagined is in my grasp
if only I could stay the course…
but fast – daybreak approaches
and this dreamer will awaken
but caught still am I
in the final dream
conjured forth by the ferryman
spirit stirs to the distant voice
readies for the firmamental journey
one foot still in this mortal realm
soul resigned to embarkation
time folding in upon time
as slow you approach
the celestial light
rob kistner © 2019
Sunday Muse 53
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