Dreams that die before the dawn
have in their rhythms moved the world:
many who once started pawns
do kingly colored plans unfurl,
brought from dreaming newly gone.
Take a breath before you wake
from in the visions of your mind:
blow it through the day that breaks
to see what sparks from its design,
whether might a fire take....
In the dreaming mortals touch
where angels' feet have sometimes graced:
no, our thinking climbs not such
that we fly oft in angels' space,
but in our day, we dream as much.
me?!