Last night <br />A tail-flick of my soul <br />Lifted me like a salmon <br />From the seething torrents <br />To the clear pools of my youth. <br /> <br />I became that familiar stranger, <br />lifting heads in puzzled recognition. <br />I saw them as they are <br />Not as they were. <br /> <br />A turn, gliding through space <br />Wondering at the sparseness <br />Of habitation, at the freedom <br />Of wind through bended stalks of marram, <br />At the joy of children tumbling after raucous dogs. <br /> <br />This gift <br />I took with gratitude <br />For in wakefulness <br />I understood the promise of my God.<br /><br />Nomad Omnia<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/spirit-flight-2/
