All Obstacles Dissolve in Time

wind above, water below

photo by the poet

All obstacles dissolve in time
and become dust in the wind —
to quote that old song by Kansas.
The sun at dawn dissolves
into a vast scattering of light
like Dorothy's synapses

caught up in the whirlwind of Oz
the morning after she left
that cow town and shook the dust off
her ruby red slippers
with their glittered unreality
dazzling her dreaming eyes.

That’s how I felt when the sunrise
pulled me out of my warm bed
like a mystical tornado
and set me down beside
the steelhead-flanked flow of the river
to simply watch and listen.

My inner cowardly lion
began to roar with the dawn
and I woke to the bright morning
of the imagining
of honeymoons in the soft wet sand
and no more dust in the wind.

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