Thy Dream
Poetry — Daily Poetry for The Master of Works #9

I by a dream of Thee a worm and beast and man became,
I by Thy waking a godhead and a spirit embody.
All by Thy dream flourish into forms of Thy sun,
I by Thy breath shaped into a reed of ecstasy.
At last I woke up in Thy brood of illimitable light;
I still waking dream and dream with the rest.