A Dream Remembered in the Morning

Let my soul see through,
Briars like a black lace veil,
Drawn over a dead memory,
Into the light of a new day,

Let my shaded path,
Be bordered by tall guards,
Reaching with a living strength,
Into the light of a clear sky,

Let my heavy heart sing,
Through the depths of cold winter days,
Echoing spring with colour and dance,
Into the light of a secret stage,

Let water hold me,
Between weaving banks of earth,
Wending a way beyond knowledge,
Into the light of greater wisdom,

Let my thoughts spread out,
And touch those of another,
Raising a canopy so both may easily see,
Into the light over the horizon,