Tea Lane Farm, Middle Road
Poem: …And I dreamed
…and I dreamed
of timelessness and pleasure~
amorous companions
in an eternal embrace.
Each a hollow wind
without the other.
…and as the sun pushed up
beyond the trees,
I felt myself longing
not to arise
in the usual way.
And so I lingered for a while
within the dream
and wondered how to pull its song
like mist into the morning…
~Ingrid
