I dreamt of bridges falling of tumultuous river flow and the seven continents below I dreamt of clouds floating of an ark, the release of a dove and the seven oceans above I dreamt the throne of God and the living creatures four whose lion heads scowl and roar I dreamt of dragons' gems and of mountain lairs deep where forsaken wyrmlings weep I dreamt of seven sacred seals and of the unfathomable mysteries pondered in all of men’s histories my reverie, a woman’s eyes who wondered what I had dreamt in the aftermath of an evening spent [ 20-III-2020 ]