Sleep
When the wanton watchers wake
when the bounding soul does break
Yes, when the day drifts light to eve…
when the daylight Fae do seethe….
Dream dust comes for one and all
fight as may, but you will fall
Hazy clouds consume your mind
look for help, but none you’ll find
When the dream dust fills the air
your mind dissolves with naught a care
Seen world frays and slips away
and now in dreamworld here you stay.
Dream dust comes for one and all
running is useless- it will call
So walk in brilliant, do not shake
do not cower, quit or quake.
Let it find you, cleanse you, bind you
rinse you, dew you, then undo you
shimmer, simmer, tantalize
touch in ways unrealized
Breathe in deeply, let it keep
Praise the glory that is sleep.
-Amanda K. Boer