Drawing Dreams

Inspired by Brenda Jones' Artwork

Don't get heavy on me, Brenda
Your cake is almost done
A fish flies down from a world above
And becomes just another wrapped up thought
The table creaks under a bounty rich in abundance
A meal of kings, of queens, of a child
A child sleeps and draws dreams
While the pope, trailing white, climbs out of the picture
And leaning down, blesses her with a whisper