Those Who Dream
The sun is our light
of dawning; and the moon,
our catalyst for dream--
while heaven’s serifs seeming
strumming each and every beam
know that those who watch over us
are also those who dream….
And those who dream
of angels and Gods
as devils dream their like,
enter vague, mystic kingdoms,
enchantment their delight--
for those who dream by day
dreamers they are by night….
And those who dream are those who
live twice; for sleep is not a death:
within dreams our hidden world
released from its vivid rest—
Yes! Those who dream often,
admittedly visually possessed:
challenged by demons, saints
both dim and bright,
while other vague and formless things,
yet to be named, rise and set--
specters floating in out
of each phantasmal sight….
Copyright © Joe Dimino | Year Posted 2019
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