I finally dreamed.

She stands on a mountain peak
Over thundering fogs of chaos,
Lawless matter crashing beneath her.
A wind dances her hair listlessly,
And smiling, she welcomes it.

I know her,
A titan goddess of the ancient,
the sublime of emotion
And I am beside her,
A white haired sage

Her, with a limitless passion to create
worlds without number
And I, with the wisdom and
confidence to organize it,

We stand together
and offer our covenant
to the will of the unbound elements.
This is our eternity.

*****

Awake. I wander.
Through forest, desert, ocean, and mountain
Pursuing, learning, and feeling.
On occasion I stop.
An unknown breeze laughs through my hair and over my body.
She whispers a name.

I resist holding her, the air running through my fingers like a gentle stream.
Instead I wait.
For her to envelope me, fill my lungs, and become my breath.
To call me to her dream,
And answer my own.

She chooses not to, settles, and leaves.
My quickening heart steadies.
I smile. Then continue.
Searching,
for my own goddess of the wind.