When I Dream
I'm in awe of the visions you show me
'neath a pale, crystal slice of the moon.
What your free-flowing nightscapes array forth
that have caused all on earth to so swoon.
As I gaze from my shelter of safety
what fine words might your wise tongue imbue?
While I ponder my place in the cosmos,
would night's voice speak my dialect, too?
From your heavens profound and forever
would you spy me and know me a friend?
Would you shine forth your cool light at nightfall,
and then bid me to fly and ascend?
Since obscurity, darkness, and shadow
are the reasons I cower in fright,
while your luminous moon reassures me
to forget all my fears and take flight.
If I mounted the stars on a moonbeam
might I hold the whole world in purview?
Would I witness you wane before sunlight
and recede as each bright dawn renews?
When I dream of the moon and pure starlight
am I silently asking of you,
let me climb and ascend in your night world
bidding all of my fears an adieu.
When I Dream
4-10-15
Anapest in form
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