As night rolled over daylight,
draping its colors overhead,
sprinkling in stardust boulevards for those who would journey down them,
she wandered into imagining.
Lifting the veil from her sleeping eyes as she went,
to see beyond the confines of lying awake.
Beyond the deception of sight into a clearing where magic met rest, and played with time,
and hung, suspended resembling notes of a lullaby.
Sung in the whispering soft language of believing.
Making its appeal to the drum of a heartbeat.