"...hymn"

I had another of those dreams.

I was walking my feet were bleeding. I left prints of blood on grey stone.

It was always noon. ...no night.

A sea. Submarines diving. Squadrons of them slowly going down.

...singing.

The "Sailor's Hymn"

"Eternal Father, strong to save,

Whose arm hath bound the restless wave,

Who bidd'st the mighty ocean deep,

It's own appointed limits keep;

Oh hear us when we cry to Thee,

For those in peril on the Sea!"

They dived.

The sea washed the blood from my feet.

The dream morphed, and I was sweeping a floor in an abandoned building.

I heard a child crying. I opened a door. Saw a child's shadow.

The shadow cried, and cried.

...morph.

I was rummaging in a bin for clothes.

A person came gave me a clean shirt jeans.

She said I could sleep on the roof.

That the birds would protect me,..."they protected everybody here".

And I did sleep on the roof.

I slept in the eternal noon. I lay as birds circled above.