God, why are you so often
like the dream I know I had
but can’t remember?
Is it enough to know
you are there
beneath the darkness
of my mind
still dreaming?
Is it enough to believe
in the mountain
because a great bear
I cannot see
wanders its dark sides
and finds sweet berries?
Is it enough to know
the bear sniffs the air
and smells me,
and later in her cave
dreams of me?
—January 22, 2018