I look for you between sleeping and waking,
The place where dreams linger, half-remembered
In the intrusive light of dawn’s making,
Where consciousness persists unhindered.
I reach for you as the moon’s shadows retreat
Eclipsed by the brightness of the rising sun.
The night fades to a reality less sweet,
The dream diffused in daybreak too soon begun.
Memories hidden by the years shine in dreams
More real than an echo, where I can be
In peaceful harmony with you. So it seems
That as you light my dreams, you live on through me.
Copyright © Elisabeth Sheaffer