(something just snapped)

something just snapped
and I stopped doing it for them
and started doing it for you
something just snapped
and I stopped curtailing my self
and began doing it for me
Somewhere over the night mare
a fairy feathered her wings
over vain and glorious things
somewhere the rainbow doesn’t end
and the hands that build
are not torn, but healed
Somehow in the hand-made quilt
rest is had
sleep is felt, and dreams come
somehow where the waves loll
in the sand
rejuvenation sends her wealthy arms
somewhat strange
cool and gently bold
like a Dream awakening
somewhat like fairies chattering
lifting their wings
in strange music
something filling
a bold new music
a big full song
something like Learjet
cool as flight
bright as a table in sunshine
somewhere
in a room
filled with window
somewhere
in southern light
and white crossbeams
somehow lifegiving
wild and gentle
solid and serene
somehow big
healing perfectly
bringing warm light
somewhat strange
and new
freeing
somewhat silent
yet providing strains of music
in the soul

© 1994 Rudolf Penner