Once upon a time – sweet dreams were made of this

Once upon a time

In a land cuddled up on my mother’s breast, milk full,

I slept, carried by three small laughing nymphs

Triumphant that my fairy-self

Winged and free

Was caught and bound with rose petals

And maternal love

Tired now, body battered and time travailed

A scent I could not perceive

Dropped me softly back into those wordless smiles

Blew the seasons leaves from off the baby sleeping in the deep deep wood

And twined with happiness and trust

I flew to the rhythm beat of her heart,

Known from the womb-times

And heard still,

Distantly through unspoken memories
Before words formed, and stole my wordless dreams away.