a dream

awake
he cries
(but even his cries
so sweet as a
song)

dreams
which frighten
he stirs;
come, child,
fear now no more

trembles,
face flushed
clutching and
crawling his way
through the
shadows

afraid, said he,
but over this fear
the stars twinkle
watchful eyes.

click
the switch of a light
away now
the deep and horrible
dark.

a song
(though much more
than music)
fluttering lashes
into the quiet

hush.
soothing
breathe deeply,
my sweet,
I see the moon and the
counting sheep.

forever,
my dear,
to a land faraway.

rest
the night
peaceful sleep.