The Dreamer

who dreams this night
awake with stars?

silence surrounds the river's sigh,
who dreams this?

the dark stone diminishing,
the cottonwood leaning,
the mist-kissed field.

who dreams
a sway, a curve,
a movement unto light?

If there be morning,
who sleeps,
who wakes,
who dreams?

Poem © 1998 Laura DePinto

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