Nothing happens unless first a dream. -- Carl Sandburg NIGHT SCHOOL by Isaac Saldaña Dreams that come on raven wings Teaching thoughts of endless things Faceless elders 'round a fire Drumbeats echoing their choir Tobacco ties looped on strings Stones that speak in dead of night Telling tales of wrongs made right Making stops on life's red road Helping others ease their load One step closer to the light Instant trips to distant lands Rejoined brothers clasping hands Different colors on a wheel Moving troubled souls to heal Strong-heart warriors taking stands People, gather 'round to pray Following this ancient way Put into practice what you learn Choose the good at every turn Class is over start the day 9803.31 Copyright © 1999 by Isaac Saldaña This poem was published in The San Antonio Poetry Fair's 1999 anthology, Voices Along the River. For more information about The San Antonio Poetry Fair visit their website at: http://www.hometown.aol.com/sapoetryfair Explore The Rest Of The Den Page Credits Logo by: Guestbook by: Buttons by: Dividing bars by: Polar bears by: HTML border code by: