flying saucers


I saw one in a dream
shimmering behind a veil of lace
with the face of an angel
it revealed the origin of all things
answered all unanswerable questions

I saw one in the night sky
moving like a spirit among stars
it fell to earth on a beam of light
I closed my eyes and made a wish
felt the saucer pass through me

I saw one on television
talk of reincarnation
and the power of positive thinking
turned a hamburger into gold
then vanished through a flaming hoop

I saw one with gossamer wings
travel from flower to flower
with stories of Buddha and the Pyramids
it spoke with the voice of a child
if you believe in saucers clap your hands

I clapped my hands



original image courtesy www.morguefile.com (photographer unknown)

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