Looking in the vaunted mirror
I took upon a skeleton’s couture.
Dreaming in dreams, and dreams of dreaming
I found myself enlightened of much scheming.
I slumbered through a great unveiling
through tangled tales of rabid sailing.
An oaken table filled with delight
became a healing and guiding light.
Awakened to a lovely new fable
I found hope sitting at the Great One’s table.
