This sleep you dream of

Not a single spoken word to be

Never afraid of clouds, wraith, stars in a forgotten fog,

No one is there

Are you? , not I n other eyes disguised 

Come here to sleep to wait upon a figure bathed in Light,

Dressed in flowering robes of lambent sunsets, the sunrise trees

Display their shimmering , ephemeral leaves 

As bright almost as the tears of lost souls found 

Here, to sleep to dream of ;