Sonnet Ix

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.