Power-of-Dreaming

when i am not the one i mean to be

when i am sad or confused or lost or just-me-not-me

i go to the mountains 

or i dream of going to the mountains

and i go bare chest bare feet bare eyes

and i touch the ground of the mountains above higher ground

above those hoods and those springs we know of

and i touch another geography of thirst and fruits we know not of

and the power-of-dreaming-of-going-to-the-mountains

saves me of me-not-me

merges me into me-as-You 

and the new Nudity of Becoming that Relation begins 

it flows from my dreaming-of-going

bare chest bare feet bare eyes

and i can see my sadness and confusion and loss as me-not-me

as other places in need of our touching