In Heaven, Sleeping Poem by Patti Masterman

A child sleeps in still darkness,
In the place where unicorns leap,
Where shooting stars bedazzle
The night-time loom of her dreams.

Her cocoon's enshrouding satin,
If her dreams more real, than these;
For the earthly world is vanished,
Replaced by this strange peace.

Her eyes see what we cannot,
Her soul, what we can't conceive.
For not knowing, she is flying,
We can do naught, but grieve.

A child sleeps in still darkness,
In the bounds of her reverie,
Where pain can't reach to grasp her-
For in heaven, she is free.

June 1 2016