Yet is slumber but to sleep
and is crying but to weep
and lest we dream oft too deep
then we arouse the sandman's keep;
And oh to dream to stay within
A secluded realm, that without sin
Is merely but a dream, you say
And mere mortals cannot come out to play.
Of sleepy eyes, and daydreams done
Of battles lost and battles won
And laughter echoed all in fun
Enters in the only one.
Death doth dream of a starry night
when the sandman comes with eerie flight
Through timeless realms and darkened eyes
A Journey off to distant skies
Journey into another place
Where unknown fantasy is your only grace;
And silence there is never sold
And eerie visions of night unfold.
Caution abandoned without your will;
An endless universe lies still,
Cries of help are never heard
Searching for the loudest word;
Where light has dimished it's eternal hold
And weary travelers are empty and cold;
Only to go where you once began;
Only to meet the eternal Sandman"
By: Carol White
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