Into starlight night I run

across the hills,

solitary- no one

through the trees, across the streams

Toward the hilltop,

a castle of my dreams

Onward up the winding stair

a room of mirrors,

you shadowed there

What are you saying? What is the measure?

No reply, no words, no subtle gesture

I awake, no scratch, no wound no harm

safe in bed I pull upright,

the room is still, save my alarm

Now in daylight, yellowed pages turn

whither these dreams of discontent-

with dark forgetting of my care return?