Several Worlds
Anything can happen here
when eyes are closed
and all the dreary rules
of day are overturned.
Guarding a gold sword
I drift in the deep,
you swim at my shoulder
and keep me safe.
I wander in wild woods,
discover stone carvings
and wonder how to make
the theme park pay.
Resting on damp rocks
a group gathers round,
I recite the Lord's Prayer
so they'll think I am sane.
I return at dawn
quite ready
to start a new day.
Anything can happen here.
Chrissie Williams, May 2005