The Dream Loom

Angels haul the lustrous moon from its sapphire womb;

And fairies spin sequined stars; the wondrous sky to groom.

The dreaming eye unhindered moves;

Beyond a fenced world on enlightened hooves.

At lightening speed the equilibrium shifts.

From hazy mists a new adventure lifts.

Flitting reflections of days gone past.

Fused, confused yarns; seem for ages last.

Then sweeping back the tendrils of dreamy night;

Emerges the morn in glory bright.

Like shifting shadows some stray in the light of day;

To spur a smile or frown before drowning in oblivion’s way.