A Walk with Tom Jefferson1988Last night, again, I dreamedmy children were back at home,small boys huddled in their separate beds,and I went from one to the otherlistening to their breathing -- regular,almost soundless -- until a white lighthardened against the bedroom wall,the light of Los Angeles burning southof here, going at last as weknew it would. I didn't waken.Instead the four of us went outinto the front yard and the false dawnthat rose over the Tehachipis and stoodin our bare feet on the wet lawnas the world shook like a burning house.Each human voice reached uswithout sound, a warm breath on the cheek,a dry kiss.Why am I so quiet?This is the end of the world, I am dreamingthe end of the world, and I go from bedto bed bowing to the small damp headsof my sons in a bedroom that turnsslowly from darkness to fire. Everyoneelse is gone, their last wordsreach us in the language of light.The great eucalyptus trees along the roadswim in the new wind pouringlike water over the mountains. Each daythis is what we waken to, a waterlike wind bearing the voices of the world,the generations of the unborn chantingin the language of fire. This will betomorrow. Why am I so quiet?
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