With the sun overhead till in the dusk it Descends and here is plenty good and fruitful Are you are ready for your rest- now come To the table of the family that you love. Give Thanks. Then wake no more for the dream You lost begins now again. You have come Come home. At last. You could dream of flying but now You have done that and other wonders too. So Quickly the light fantastic loses it's attraction But to have your love in your arms that is all Of heaven. Who could ask for anything more? Wake no more. Stay with me. No need to travel Higher Dreams in search of dreams are done. The Lord says now that you are here "stay with me. Do Not go. Hear me" says the Lord of all that is Stay don't you know there is no where better to be I am the Western* wind that you have so long sought
Wake no more for I am with thee the alpha /omega One Forever and eternity till the cows come home. Hear me and wake no more. I pray to be where I am Who I am and with who I love and who loves me To dream a better dream and wake no more.
*Google "Oh Western Wind When Wilt Thou Blow" a geat anonymous poem from the middle ages you may not know.