Mother of Our Dreams
A. Kinsey

You were the one of sleeping moongown
of midnight leaves as bright as day
And you were the one to hill tumble run down
into the woods to get away

You were the one to break night's branches
To find that cold forgotten tree
And you were the one of God's romances
with those who put our pain at ease

Oh mother of our dreams
of our lives and what they seem
kiss us goodnight and let us know
where to go

And you were the one with pigtails flying
In photographs beneath the sea
And you were the one of sparrows dying
In the small hands of your sympathy

And you were the one of underneath all
The looking in and the sinking deep
And you were the one to wrap in a pearl shawl
The questions asked in your children's sleep