dreams like water

As I danced,

As you slept,

We forgot to fight.

but now the sky is blue again,

and the birds scream our name.

to the tune of the old, broken feather.

a thin slice of emotions.

We forgot to fight.

Those bright, yellow swords sent by God himself.

"awaken" he says.

"for the tree has fallen, and the river flows right through."

"I'm here", I exclaimed.

"Good morning".