I dreamed I found the jewels of dream,
honor, friendship, love, ecstasy, space,
the warmth of sun and wet of clean springs,
and the love and life of other living things
without the stones of legislation
or the vagary of decay.
Of course by degrees the goodness failed,
and not because of its establishment or lack
but because even in fantasy there is a space
albeit small, between the actor and the act,
and what things really are and what they seem.
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