Image by June Perkins

I dream the beginnings of my story
and see the face of my first character.
Soon I begin to see her friends and allies
her guardians.

I am not sure of her name
and look for meanings that explain
choices she will make
and explain what she will protect.

I dream her dreams.
I see where she will begin and end
and the journey in-between is
free to unfold.

She will both love and hate water;
she will both survive and feel
like all is lost.

Branches to her family
her friends
her nemesis
begin to shape themselves
out of the branches
in the river.

Her face seeds a tree
of her reality.

No more can I say, but
it is time to go on her journey
discover who she is
and what her life means.

June Perkins

8/02/2019