Dream Poem
I dreamt a poem
so sweet and melodic
featuring my totems
all moving to music.
A snake wearing boots
danced ceremoniously
to the sound of the flute
healing my body.
A lone buffalo
to the creator gave praise
stood under a willow
and continued to graze.
A crow sun bathing
near a boiling brook
wrote meticulously
in her sacred book.
Ancestors many years ascended
saluted me with pride
my spirit was lifted
as I glanced the other side.
Simone Arbour Vegh
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