dreaming of sleep

DREAMING OF SLEEP

i have dreams,
during the un-time of half light,
of following
the birds of soft colored fire,
to a place that ends
forever
i fly with them,
un-judged,
i see myself,
it disappears
as it lays itself to rest
behind the ancient giants
on the horizon,

i have dreams
of laying in that valley
of the ending
as it, also, sleeps
looking up
as the gods dance
above
there we are the stage
and the audience,
who have come
from far and barefoot places,
performing eternally
in jest
of eternity