#18: On the Night of the Leonids

Whose dream is this

bedecked in golden boughs?

Whose dream is this

with bluebirds flitting through?

Whose dream

of sparkling water

and crystal bright silence?

Whose dream this night

of star-dazzled blackness?

Whose dream is this

raining down diamonds on rooftops

while the moon-blind world

sings in its sleep.

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