Drip, drop
Moss on the rocks
Overcast sky
The canopy blocks
Fall, flow
Down the great stream
Carrying all
To where we do dream
Dream, sleep
In waters still
That in your mind
You find your fill

Dream away
Where they might be
Swaying fern
And date palm tree
There where is
The sun I know
Golden, purple
And then below
The blue green waters
Clear and deep
A rising moon
To bid still sleep

E’en Then may it be

that in the end I am set free

From all man’s schemes and dark desires

His rotten crypts and black walled towers

The very ones that compose my heart

My body, soul and inmost parts

I hope for this because I know

A light will come that no star shows

No sun or moon in a receding sky

And then on Him I’ll lay my eyes

The Word that was and has at last

Returned and held His promise fast

To cleanse the Earth and make it new

To rule on high and to imbue

His Spirit once more forever to be

Within our hearts eternally

I’ve seen the heavens below
In the waters calm and cool
The stars and planets I know
Reflected in springtime pools
But strange it would seem
On a cloudy night
That the stars would mirror
Their lack of light
A breeze blew gently
As I sat on that shore
Thinking to myself
That there must be more
So to test my theory
I waded into the stars
I walked past Venus
And in my hand held Mars
How strange is was
Perhaps is was late
But it felt in my hands
Like the stars had weight
As I leaned back
I began to float
Held by the stars
Like a celestial boat
There I did sleep
A great time and yet still
For to wake is to dream
And what’s dreamed is what’s real

Darkness grows ever so slowly
So that none may notice
The light fade from their eyes
In that total darkness
Will many rejoice
Saying they hated the light
And the judgment it brought
In those times will they come
Those beings of old
That walked the ancient earth
Before it washed away
And in darkness they will reign
Until the light returns

I dream of Ilmyuin
Steeped in grandeur
On the far northern heights
Great white towers
Amid the mountain peaks
Oh how I wish
I could have seen them
One last time
Glimmering in the moonlight
Before those beings came
Down from their icy stars
And walked the world over
Longing for their distant home
To which they could never return

Humanity sleeps
But where I don’t know
The suns grown dim
So far from home
I wander the wastes
In hopes to find
Where we slumber
And unconscious reside
Few waking remain
And evermore sleep
Down in the womb
That form they might keep
Yet wander I will
Alone if need be
For I am one in name
But in spirit made three