Dreamland

By Abram Joseph Ryan

Over the silent sea of sleep,

Far away! far away!

Over a strange and starlit deep

Where the beautiful shadows sway;

Dim in the dark,

Glideth a bark,

Where never the waves of a tempest roll —

Bearing the very “soul of a soul”,

Alone, all alone —

Far away — far away

To shores all unknown

In the wakings of the day;

To the lovely land of dreams,

Where what is meets with what seems

Brightly dim, dimly bright;

Where the suns meet stars at night,

Where the darkness meets the light

Heart to heart, face to face,

In an infinite embrace.

Mornings break,

And we wake,

And we wonder where we went

In the bark

Thro’ the dark,

But our wonder is misspent;

For no day can cast a light

On the dreamings of the night.