Poem: Crysteline

a kingdom of glass and crystal.


i came
nearly into waking
as frost crystallized on my
dream window

through the silence
of my confined spaces
and the echoes
of intangibility


she stood
like a sentinel
in the doorway
to my kingdom

and she bore seven
tiny glass panes
of representation
and secrecy


so i brought
her close to me
as her eyes
did the talking

and she promised
her unending love
in the still of that room
as time froze shut


her reverent
footsteps in the lawns of
my sleeping gardens
encircled me

as i thought about her smile.
and later that night
i blanketed the world

with snowflakes.