Exploding Dreams (feat. Paul Foss)

Sleep can bring dreams that explode without warning,

So you long for the clock to hold back the morning,

Just a few more winks under Elysium's elms,

In the Brigit-bright night of other realms,

Of purple-hued mountains, high overflying

On a long-necked, long-legged crane, of Love undying.

In Persephone's land, pomegranetes gleam,

Glistening cobwebs with rainbow dew stream.

Demeter gliding through fields of cornflowers

Like lapis-lazuli, in the wee small hours.

Where Beauty walks in She, throughout the Night,

Veiled behind delicate, silver-winged sprites.

Crepuscular dark of the Land of the Fae,

Deep Saturnine pitch. Not such gaudy Day,

So brassily attired; it's carbon klieg light

An insult and blasphemy to my sight...

But wait ... rose light at the window calls us.

Aurora is here and with her, the dawn chorus.