Page 344 - SB_G5.2_M6-10_Flip
P. 344
DO NOT EDIT--Changes must be made through “File info”
CorrectionKey=TX-A
myNotes
DREAM OF THE TUNDRA SWAN
1 Dusk fell
and the cold came creeping,
came prickling into our hearts.
As we tucked beaks
into feathers and settled for sleep,
our wings knew.
2 That night, we dreamed the journey:
ice-blue sky and the yodel of flight,
the sun’s pale wafer,
the crisp drink of clouds.
We dreamed ourselves so far aloft
that the earth curved beneath us
and nothing sang but
a whistling vee of light.
3 When we woke, we were covered with snow.
We rose in a billow of white.
344
