Sarephim's World Of Magick

Blake’s Sleep.

Lay down beside me Angel, take my hand,
Let’s go adventuring in fairyland,
Lets visit Arcadia and Blake’s sleep,
Then let the visions into consciousness creep,

Of when we go adventuring together within the dream,
And swim together in visions of Arcadia’s Stream,
Over the Rainbow beyond Atlantis’s spires,
To the smelting pot of creations eternal fires,

On a little boat with Cronus we sail,
To witness the forging of the Holy Grail,
Hold the sacred cup gently to your lip,
Then close your eyes take one delicate sip,

Then watch the visions form and dance,
With creations endless whirlwind romance,
Then take your place amid the stars,
While Mother Earth does a little tango with Mars,

Then fly further and further into outer space,
Holding the hand of the man with a blue face,
Onwards and upwards to Hunab Ku,
Where you wear another face and it’s blue,

Deeper and deeper to the core of your soul,
You see all the laughing faces that make you whole,
And there in the middle you see a smile brighter than the rest,
You catch your breath, your heart pounds in your chest,

And there in the fires of creation you see one twin flame,
To play with forever in life’s eternal game,
Intricate games of hide and seek,
This is the vision of the Grail I speak,

And so Blake you dream of a Queen,
And the visions of Arcadia you’ve seen,
Well Blake I was there too,
And know the things you dreamed true,

For in Arcadia we swim together,
Our combined hearts weigh lighter than a feather,
For you and I Blake, We are as one,
And we both know where your Queen has gone

Copyright ©2002 Sarah Earnshaw