To hope in dreaming of a love enduring;
Is a hope befitting even the least courageous heart.
To smile in dreaming of a love that’s stirring;
Is a smile softly singing what the voice can’t start.
To see in dreaming a love that is breathing;
Is to see in living that truth and beauty never part.
To know in dreaming that love is beginning;
Is to know fortune wakes and plots on heaven’s star filled chart.
To hear in dreaming that love’s drum is sounding;
Is to hear warning of the battle the heart wants waged.
To free in dreaming a love that’s returning;
Is to free the universe from what fear has kept caged.
From love’s dream does come fortunes for few.
Yet without there’s no light when stars sleep and Sun’s due.