Nightmare

This dream might be the darkest of your dreams:
You’re all alone and cry for help in vain;
But sound doesn’t even leave your lips,
And lost in desperation you remain.

But when you’ve reached the point of no return,
You find yourself unable to sustain,
Look up to see the colors of the Dawn.
Be sure it means the Sun will rise again.



Spring 2004


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