Without a notice, the dream swam
in front of me.
I was standing in the middle of a clearing
dotted with smoothly-cut tree trunks.
I was gazing at the green tree crowns
surrounding the clearing,
Enjoying the honey yellow of the cuts,
Looking silently at the grass – trodden
and filled with saw dust and pieces of bark.
Unexpected, the dream of an ocean
swam before me.
The grass turned to waves,
The trees around – to rocks,
The colours of the forest stepped away.
My body was a feather.
It floated, absorbing every view into its tiny soul.
Every view of the forest and the ocean
the shiny feather bound together.
© Mariya K, 2020