The View From Underneath

Last night I dreamt I was a little toad

Developing within a ringlet of an egg mass

So beautiful it could have been worn, a lace of pearls

Underwater, absorbing the world around me

The lush green pond weeds and lily slowly emerging

I bring my gaze upward, toward the sun

It was so round and golden and beautiful

It filled my vision

In the periphery, a log with a turtle seated atop

Majestic, sunning with limbs stretched out

A body painted with bright yellow patterns, unique and heavenly

I watched as she brought her head forward

Silhouetted against the sun

A halo

As she became a goddess

And I the worshipper

Mesmerized and consumed by the endlessness, radiance

Is this revolution or a revelation

The world above

Stirring something within, a quickening

Wishing for my eventual evolution

To emerge from the depths

And one day be spotlighted in the sun

A goddess worthy of someone’s praise

Even if I am only a toad

I still have dreams

And the world is full of beauty