The Song of Worlds
‘Ere
I was born they sang a song
and
dreams were made in night.
And
from those dreams there grew
a
birth that found its way to light.
So
many dreams, so many worlds,
they
bounded round with song.
Yet
in our hearts fear sparked dark,
and
our dreams seemed to be gone.
‘When
was that time? Where are those dreams?’
You
query, I reply:
The
time is now, the dreams are here,
awake
and you will find.
We’re
back again, we never left.
Those
dreams are yours and mine.
December 2012
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