Pierre Puvis de Chavannes – The Dream

You have us fall reeling
Sickened by the fast fate ahead
You have us paralyzed
So we can’t run from evil
You have us crawl down to the dead
where rank beast dismember us
Then you rebuild us whole
Into warriors of the underworld

We were terrified
Mutiny of our guard
Weaving myth and dream
Slay the beast of our being

Now we walk through the ethereal
We wearing new clothes
Commingled faces places
Thoughts emotions that we know
You have us talk with animals
And whirl in a coven of trees
You give us truths through these mentors
We become detectives of the middle world

You tease us
We need to know the meaning
Of our myth and dream
Free us from ourselves

You have us soaring so high
And let us control our flight
We are innocence adrift
Amazed in pure beauty
You charge the spirit
Wisdom of the child
Selfless at play
Creators in the upper world

You ease us
Calm energy
Dream of ecstasy
Myth of liberty