What magic made dreams
Then made life
Made everything possible
Then made life
When I wake it’s gone
Nothing lasts
There alone
The dream has past
Always the dread
That greets the light
And a longing again
For the magic of night
Rendered risen life
Curls from the heart
The smoke of dreams
Where end is start
It’s there that I live
More truly and whole
Where there’s peace
For a dreamer’s soul
Once the day comes
And some day no more
A final night comes
A dream I implore
A dream long and worthy
Noble and due
A sweet note played
To see eternity through
© 2008 bpathos
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