The Dream

I had this dream when I was young –

It’s with me still – it will never leave –

Inside a moonlit temple, I saw a shining boy –

He stood inside a mirror,

Time flowed down its glass –

The moon was in the sky above me,
I could see its frozen seas –

In dim archways, shadowy girls were statues,

Pointing to the secret worlds –

A bead of blood was a jewel on my skin –

The bright green brambles had pierced me,

Letting the dreams come in –

I flew up like a bird from my innocent bed,

Bare skinned in the icy light –

I flew over the narrow town like a secret unsaid

I saw the roads where I would live my life –

Every door opened upon a nest of care –

Every hedge was made of silvered glass

A song then filled the spellbound night,

Gathered from all the years –

Summoned shapes flew past the stars –

A voice like velvet came into my head,

Very low and sweet,

Show that which is hidden –

Time is the simplest thing she said