In Sleeping I Open My Eyes Poem by David Lacey

A whisper in the shadows of my heart is echoing
Throughout the caverns of my mindscape.
The guardian at the gate awaits me,
Casting away foul entities and keeping watch for the return
Of Father Sky and his retinue. The wild hunt is prowling the stars this night
Seeking those midnight dancers whom wish to know the wisdom bliss of wisdoms kiss.


Are not the madmen we lock away in grim plastic towers grey
Those same men who led us in past times, breaking the boundaries of reality
Beating branches upon the ground, sounding the horns of midnight’s calling.
Leading the dance in ecstasy without a thought of sin,
Beating the barriers of worlds down with intoxicating rhythm?

Once it was we who would stand in conference with kings
What now for us? Now that we have been reduced to a rambling ring
Of underground gutter poets, striving for a better life.

What now for us now that we have been left, desolate in isolation
Surrounded by all and known by none?

Who can know of me
What I do not know of myself?
Who can love in me
What I do not love in myself?

Old friends are re emerging from the woodwork frame of past existence.
Gathering once more, small worlds upon the purple journey converge,
Merging in madness the sadness that beckons with the awakening of our
Souls shaken from the tranquility of our kingdom comfort.

In descent I am rising
In sleeping I open my eyes

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