(I)
The awakened dreamer no longer dreams.
She composes dreams for everyone else.
And her sleep now is a perfect state of being.
She looks fixedly into mirrors. Mirror after
mirror she tests for its truth-telling.
The mirrors are faithful and resolute.
Clocks no longer tell time. They invite time
to loaf in the backyard, hour after hour.
The awakened dreamer joins them in lethargy.
“I will protect you from the real beasts,
the ones you don’t see. They crawl soundlessly
and occupy your neighborhood. I am your shield.”
(II)
The awakened dreamer speaks to you in your sleep:
I am the song performed only in your hearing.
I am the green wings of the garden where you rest.
I am the hummingbird’s silence…
Stars and souls exchange places.
A warm glow shines in every breast.
The nights have never been so pure.
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