Tell me your dreams
What your eyes see when they can’t see
Tell me your dreams
What your soul feels when they can’t feel
Tell me your dreams
Tell them to me in whispers or screams
Recall the fish, the birds and trees
The things you saw in twos and threes
Tell it to me, your blankety-blank dreams
What did you see when your soul did leave
Heaven, darkness, maybe the Golden Fleece
Were they worthy? Your dreams, were they scary?
How did you feel when you had to leave your dreams?
When your soul arrived from its mysterious trip?
Sweating and panting? Or hopeful and smiling?
Do you like your dreams or now hate to sleep?
Tell me your dreams or tell them to thee
Whatever you saw when deep you breathe
Your dreams are secret eyes for you to see
For the secret doors you’ll see, they hold the key.
Nur'ayn (new reign)
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tell-me-your-dreams/
