Max: I -- too-- have had a dream like this,-- many-- I think. And may the
"dream effort tingle still in your limbs"
for aeons to come!
Cheers,
Gerald S.
> A Dream of Climbing
>
>
> In my dream my strength surprised me.
> I reached the river pool, not breathless.
> Everything to myself! A still,
> warm day. My tan was my best ever.
>
> The rope hung there clear of the cliff.
> With both hands I gripped it high
> above my head, gripped knees and feet
> to the rope. It was strong, warm, dry.
>
> Like a circus gymnast I climbed steadily
> up. Soon I was at the top, stepped across
> to the rocky platform, breathing easily.
>
> I woke, tottered palely to the bathroom,
> serenely reconciled to being old,
> the dream effort tingling still in my limbs.
>
>
> 6.30 am - 3.30 pm, Wednesday 23 February 2005
>
> Max Richards at Cooee
> North Balwyn, Melbourne
>
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