It was headed up with a poem of his that I had neglected to file in his poems folder. (big smack me!) I won't share the letter, just his lovely poem.
Deep beneath the surface…
…where the dream becomes a yearning, and a longing in the heart,
and the fires of tomorrow dance today’s pre-empted part
as they smoulder in sub-consciousness, and burn in woken soul,
and the dreams lose their beginning as the burning takes control…
to raise and swell and there to dwell, ‘ere dreamers fall to sleep,
for dreams of love are not contrived by hours they may keep.
…and so in sleep, or woken dream, the yearning in my heart
will rise and fall to meet the need the dream needs in its part,
and all the love it takes to feed the dream throughout the day
will be nourished there at night time by your love from far away.
And ever in my dreams, your dreams…our dreams when day has run
will be warmed by love from dreams thereof, and molten,into one.
Then with the morning sun, two dreams, united evermore,
stand side by side, and love by love; each dream’s fulfilled its lore.
©roc
(whaaaaa!
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