To Dream

To emerge, blinking in the light, with star dust in my eyes . . . to absorb in heart and mind the discoveries of millennia . . . to walk the halls of ancients, both sacred and profane . . . to run with the energy of suns coursing in my veins . . . to love with the passion of poets and painters . . . to build with hammer and claw the foundations of our future . . . to teach the wisdom of the ages . . . to sleep at rest with nature . . . to dream a never ending stygian and starless dream. July 27, 2021 Immortality Yes or No Poetry Contest Sponsored by Chantelle Anne Cooke Edited January 3, 2022