Collisions

I dreamed I tarried by a wellspring, crystaline, a starting place,

On my lips, the faintest taste of salt within the dawn's embrace,

Then restless ripples blurred reflections, subtle changes with no face.

And I felt a little dizzy and I somehow fell from grace.

Streams of ice washed closer, as the insistent eddies spun,

I dimmed, and dimming faded to a shadow in the sun,

Immersed! The silver ties that bound me to the bank were fast undone,

How bitter cold the waters, and how deep the currents run!

Touched by strange insistent flows, I dreamed a river wide,

A wild swirl of muddy waters, I ebbed into its tide,

In the undertow of madness felt waves pull me deep inside,

And beat my heart in pounding surf as seabirds wheeled and cried.

I dreamed I inhaled an ocean, storms collided in my mind,

Winds chaosed, turned and burned and howled, and spun me fast entwined,

At last to set me loose upon the distant shores to find,

That lost inside a burnished bowl, the taste of salt is kind,

And returning from an odyssey, I know the water's call

Diamond sharp, cell memory etched – eroded through each canyon wall,

Drop by drop, it whispers siren songs, that you scarce can hear at all,

Till you  feel a little dizzy, until you begin to fall.