October 21, 2013

Papa's Dreamer




Against my chest like robins breath

Your sighs have set me weeping

What"s your dream my little one

Just three days young a sleeping



Of mysteries old men forget

Of stars and heavens spinning

Racing angels through the mist

Of touching earth and winning



Tying lassos round the moon

Riding balls of thunder

Tasting rainbows after rain

Swimming seas of wonder


Firecrackers in the sun

Snacks on milky way

Floating with the twilight

Waiting for your day



Perhaps it is a present tense

That stirs your infant breast

A thought of your first dawning

And your life's commencing test



I hope you dream of ancient eyes

Whose love you'll never sever

Looking down upon you now

Through you to see forever
-Hermit King-

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