Rest in silence, SweetDream Maker.
There is much for youtomorrow.
Sleep until your name iscalled
And you can rise renewed,refreshed.
Visions visit in thedarkness,
Become clear with lightof day,
Seek fruition once yourpassion
Fills the mind withclarity.
It is you who holds thespark,
Quick the human breastinspires
With vapory wisdom,reaching deep
To grasp at fleetingfantasy.
If only I could find yourlair,
Touch your secrets, darkand deep,
What untold wisdom couldbe found
To know the chamber whereyou sleep.