Deep into the night
They are like migratory birds hovering over
The roof tops of European houses
Who, after their sojourn in a land forlorn
Will head back home after the snowy winter
Just like us….
Ever awake, beyond the land of dreams
Eventually longings transmute into prayers
And prayers sublimate into a noble penance
For the realization of yearnings profound
Universal good shines beneath Creation’s protective armour
Dreams are our ultimate shield.