Dreaded daylight's dimming
quiets remnants of the light within
when dark descends and steals from me
what I thought would be my dream
No words to bless this emptiness
no touch to feel this dwindling bliss
the dream I stoked throughout this day
is closing its sleepy eyes to rest
The wonder of this fire within
consuming what's been sorely missed
has burned a deeper dream so sweet
which whispering winds have promised me
But oh- another night and one more day
have now come to fruitless pass
but tomorrow brings another hope
for the brighter light I yearn to know as
The mares cross night time's burning hills
their thunderous pace in silhouettes
against the flames that are scorching these
fiery dreams whose heat can free the seed
of sweeter dreams, more beautiful
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