Asia’s Rain

Surprised the night
Didn’t last very long
And her song
Kept playing in my dreams
I awoke before she did
Got ready for my day
Smiled
Then returned to bed
And woke my lover
Like a cleansing rain

Dreamer, wake up.
The darkness only lasts
while you remain asleep.

Dark roads as brief as misted breath
that dissipates into the dry fall air
roll quickly under my strength,
prepared for weeks and stored
in muscled legs, warm steel
that anticipates, responds,
repeats as many times as I
require to reach the roads
beyond the darkness.

The prophecy of dawn is fulfilled
and now my body moves in faith
along a road no longer dark,
but still unknown, untraveled,
unseen by my eyes, my soul.

Dreamer, remember
the dream.