101. Pigeon Dove

I start to drift off when all of a sudden
a fat speckled pigeon of white and of black
lands right in front of me and eyes me a smile

I smile back at this cute little thing
with its red eye liner preening its wings
and then does it come to me this little bird
is another new waka or another merkabah

My partner beside me is stricken in bed
with a very sore throat and a very sore head
so as a small person I see myself climb
onto the back of my new feathered ride

"Take me to fetch a cure" I say
and instantly fly way over the moon
We soar and we glide past planets and stars
setting down at the feet of the great Jehovah

A vision of garlic now comes to me
and two simple words are spoken aloud
I'm now with my partner back in my bed
mumbling "Eat garlic" and saying "Be, well"

96. Tuna

One hundred and twenty feet high in the air
stands a massive big eel with black glistening skin
It rises from out of the most beautiful water
from the brightest blue oceans, from across the Pacific

Now right in front of me it rears it's great head
opens its eyes and and its gigantic mouth
but this one seems friendly, happy almost
inviting me now to come for a ride

And now on its crown it begs me to sit
holding on tightly to the fins on it's head
My very own waka or merkaba of light
now waits to convey me to faraway shores...