The Sixty Fifth Dream Of The Waiting Prince

Now my Lord spoke to me of his dream of the night before. And he said to me, “My dear scribe, last night as I slept, I dreamt. And I saw above me the curtains billowing in the morning breeze. And I saw above me the dust illuminated in shafts of light. And I saw above me the shadows on the ceiling. And I felt upon my skin the caress of my silken sheets. And I felt upon my skin the beading of sweat. And I felt upon my skin the memory of another’s touch. And I heard outside the rustling of the leaves on the trees. And I heard outside the songs of the waiting birds. And I heard outside the sounds of voices. And I heard outside the echoes of gunfire. And I heard outside the digging of a grave. And I heard outside the silence of the rest of the day.”