DEEP MY SLEEP

(a dream two weeks after my father passed away)

deep my sleep
and deep the dream that brought a river
rapid and sweet with hands lifted
fingers rippling west to east
green waters of the carolinas tumbling past my porch

clear and clean and smooth with round river rocks
waters pulsing
trees crowding the far side

waves streaming from the Source of all life
angels stirring the water after the long winter freeze

i was with friends in peaceful disarray
repairing a car
gathering broken pieces and putting them together

-Janey Pease

Then he showed me a river of the water of life, clear as crystal. . .and the leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations. Rev. 22:1-2