Where I Lay Sleeping

Curled like a baby sleeping

in the womb I dream of

deep valleys and flower fields

and snow-capped peaks

casting long shadows on the tall

grass where I lay sleeping

and dreaming of raindrops

on green leaves and blue skies

over ancient forests of tall

cedars and beams of sunlight

warming the shadows in the

field where I lay sleeping and

dreaming of a faraway meadow

with a sliver of moon hanging

high overhead and first stars

blinking against the fading day

while the wind settles around me

like a blanket, where I lay sleeping

and dreaming of your hands

on my face and the light

in your eyes as you wake me from

where I lay sleeping.