We shall sleep long into the night,
Our bodies stirring from time to time,
Our eyes are shut, but we still see a world,
We have walked from the wings into the light.
Actors on our own stage,
The set our own design,
The plot our fears,
Our deepest desires,
A beauteous melody lingers,
It fills the air with sweet scents,
Vivid colours, flashes here and there.
The time seems short,
But the story long,
The meanings lost at the time,
But after you awake,
There's only moments to remember,
Lest it drift away,
Unlikely to be remembered,
Forgotten.