The Dream
The sleepy sun has gone to bed. 
Shades of darkness cover the land. 
I, too, lay down my sleepy head. 
And dream a dream so grand. 
Rising up from my sleeping shell
I am dressed in gossamer thread
A beauty am I and too wondrous to tell 
Tonight I am to be wed. 
I see him there 
With raven hair 
And raven eyes 
That hypnotize 
He sees me too 
With eyes so blue
My hair is curled 
My arms unfurled 
He floats to my arms 
That wrap around him 
He has all the charms 
That will never dim 
A hush falls over all
Angels line up on each side 
Far away mourning doves call 
As down the isle we glide 
We say our vows to love one another
Before a being in bejeweled robe and crown 
All around us is our sister and brother 
And beings of wealth and renown 
We roll down the hill 
And laugh and have fun
All becomes still 
The evening is done 
But before I awaken to the world below 
I vow a vow to myself
I say: ''Til bells don't chime 
'Til nothing will rhyme 
'Til time stands still
I'll love him, I will" 
And I open my eyes to the bright , shining sun
And remember the wonderful dream 
Another earth day has begun 
Happier though it does seem.

Copyright © 2004 Lunaria (Lila May Guptill)