in my dreams I am admired like a thing under glass body in water that I didn't earn pulsing strictly with need, with weight, with blood there is light through the leaves of the trees and a stream that leads up a hill across a warm worn map past the architecture towers of my proving past gleaming structures of worth every thing past another looped lines of questing from past to never ending some mysterious grove some city at the precipice that catches the sun shining in my eyes to blink back tears where I am finally done

^^^