Awake My Love - Poem by John Rickell
Awake my love the world is sleeping
the fox is in his lair and owls dream on
the mouse, with us, will rest in quiet,
assured the humid night is safe,
midsummer day, but memory.
Pan with his pipes, plays to keep the world at peace,
darkness tonight our friend so wake my love, we are ‘lone
no chill moon, or baleful eye, friendly dark to clothe,
no need of spiders' gossamer veils sleeping with the world.
Wake my love dream, dreams do not count as sleep,
there is another world, or so I'm told,
Come with me, I cannot go alone.
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