"Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.” Edgar Alan Poe
When I dream,
I dream of dark
for in the dark
I find my gift
I find my present
my pain
my shift
I find my heart
amid the twists
in the cosmic blurs of dreamy mists
But
As my dreams turn into dust
Alas!
Awake,
my mind is just.
When I dream,
I dream of dark
for in the dark
I find my gift
I find my present
my pain
my shift
I find my heart
amid the twists
in the cosmic blurs of dreamy mists
But
As my dreams turn into dust
Alas!
Awake,
my mind is just.