this dream comes
in a rest,
slumber young men
slumber all men-
behold this dream
has a bow-
wrapped in a light snow
slumber now
it is near to you-
dream a little,
let your warm breath
melt away the wrappings
Holy are You
who Give such things
as Visions in Dreams
and carry me away
to Your Place-
where I am...
suddenly.
such things to see
seamless entry
in Thee
Glorious Mansion
and Majesty of the Sea
drawing back a path for me
for the little feet
of Your children...
and all these You do are of Thee
to comfort the crushed Spirit
Thank you.