I need to go to bed now
for the midnight hour approaches
when imagery becomes reality
and I simply cannot stay here
to describe the many dreams
of spirit drawn to endless streams of light
Sirens scream within this
as rain and thunder speak
yet too, it somehow eases every fear
for the sense of angels drawing near
envelopes every sound in whitest light
while spirit yearns to take
ah, pure delight!
this never-ending realm
of dreams come true . . .
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