WARS [ one of a series in surreal metaphor] updated

WARS

The war was done
I thought
But it hardly had begun
I lay dying in lavender fields
And fell into a sleep
Of another dreaming
Deep as any death could be
I thought
Until a daylight came
And I felt my breath
Once again

But I had dreamed
Dreams of bloodied streams
Poisoned wells in desert sands
Words meant to kill
Like weapons flying through the air
Failed crucifixions and false resurrections
The silence of dead souls
The death of Time...
Then I died into a sleep again
Deep as any death could be
I thought