The Fifth Dream Of The Waiting Prince

This morning, my Lord recounted to me his dreams of the night before. Now of his first dream, he said to me, “My dear scribe, yesterday, as I meditated in the evening sun, I found myself beginning to slumber, and as I slept, I dreamt. Yet when I woke, it was still light, and so to you I was not permitted then to speak. And though I tried my best to remember the facts of this dream, it began soon to fade. And by this morning no trace of it was left, except for a vague impression of its effect on me, for it had been a vision of beauty equal to that of the setting sun.”