There is a World in Mid-Dream

He sleeps now, and I dream.

The waiting is a peace

Bordered on both sides

By his eyes,

And open in the middle

To the oceans and the skies

Unhinged in mid-air there

To the universe bare

Above and below

And openly connected where’er

My vibrating waves can fathom

Ever expanding filling chasm

Every potential story

Path and way, step and spasm

Magic is this infinite stream

Yet only when from each extreme

From start to end,

We see a team.

Contained by love’s eyes;

There is where I sit now, and dream.