Fly By Night

On top of the mountain and beside the stream
Where the switchbacks converged and split the seam
And the eddies swirled and churned moonbeams
I fell in love within a dream……

And in the absence of black and white
Vivid colors illuminated an endless night
And down the mountain the stream took flight
In my slumber of superlative delight

Was it truly a dream or only surreal
This vision of Rainbows in a wicker creel
And a length of bamboo and a rusty reel
That all led to this envisaged Zeal...<><