Daymare Poem by Lynn Anne Brown

I have a mare
Who brings me dreams
Some at night
And some it seems
Into the bright
White light
Of everyday
Scenes
We ride
Through the mists
And across
The Great Sea
To an Isle
Where the Wise
Are thought
To be free
To Listen
To the stories
Of many a tree
Who sacrificed limbs
So the sage
Could be fed
On the Words
That they need
To awake
From their bed
The hope
That lies waiting
Inside of the head
That one day
We'll learn
To take
What we see
And join it together
With who
We want to be