In dream I wear
A cloth of moss
My skin is luminous
Because I glow
From starlight
Bright within
Begins belonging longs
To breath at ease
Within these worlds of green
Of leaf and gold of midnight
Moon upon the sheen
In bloom along the sleeve
Of skin so thin and fine I’m in
Divinity defined in finite poise
No noise no movement can disturb
Each moment seeping seamless
Into nesting box of dreaming
What is next
©K Barr