Dwelling in that realm of brilliant light,

Embedded in the hidden heart of night,

Unspeaking and heedless, yet knowing all,

I see you sometimes when in sleep I fall

Gently into the chasm of my dreams;

Suffused throughout with gently dancing beams,

Born of the stars, tender and ever kind;

A wondrous place with hidden truths to find.

Searching once whilst idly wandering there

I saw a golden spindle rend the air,

Wherein two eyes of wondrous blue

Announced the sweet incarnation of you,

But before long they vanished without trace,

Leaving me longing for your unglimpsed face.