The Deontologists

She had that dream again:
Solution found! Everyone celebrate!
Thus, supremely happy, she awoke.
But walking the boundary 
that could not be crossed,
the leaf and flower carrying stream
disappeared into the ground.
As seconds passed the precious discoveries 
she'd recorded reverted to indecipherable code.
Look now to eager friends approaching-
but tricks of light and shadow.
She was cruelly left here
the vision frustrated this time.


The man was old, he ground to a halt.
His whisper was "Our lands will be 
lost beneath the ocean
before our rare yet common inspiration.
Our hearth and our mecca
gone from our minds before
our pleading yet generous song "
He fell to his knees
"Every one of us has the dream.
It is clear in our eyes."

 

 

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