~Dream Catchers~

Just before the dawn peeks through
there flies a bird called Midnight Blew,
Sings of love, spreading her wings
casting astray what worries bring.

She carries dreams of me and you
to heights where gilded angels flew,
Drifting away, going beyond
what limits life or songs have sung.

On wing or limb, on land or sky
no soul is caged, eclipsed or tied.
Let freedom shower in our dreams
and drown amongst realities...

Soon to wake the morning shows
this bird of night grants dreams for those,
To catch each quick before the dawn
and live our dreams before they're gone.

sinnaminsun 2007