I DREAMED THAT THERE WERE UNICORNS
We were traveling north to sing and play.
Clouds overhead warned of rain all day.
We worked hard all week and didn't speak.
The ride was quiet; I fell asleep.
I dreamed that there were unicorns.
I dreamed I saw them wild and white.
Their sudden beauty lit the world
Like the brightest star on a winter's night.
Pure as love with manes of milk,
They danced and pranced and cried aloud.
Bright as rainbows around the stars,
Their eyes were soft and sad but proud.
I wept for the wild and dirty world
To which this beauty now was lost.
I cursed the hungry mind of man
That feeds the future at such cost.
My head was bowed, my eyes were closed
When in my ears their voices rang,
And these few words lodged deep inside
My very soul as their voices sang.
We never really went away.
You always knew that we were near.
Remember how to look for us.
You'll see that we were always here.
I raised my eyes to seek them out.
The world was empty all around.
The rain was falling from the sky.
It drowned all dreams upon the ground.
And when they asked me why I wept,
Like one who for his loved one mourns.
The only answer I could give . . . I DREAMED THAT THERE WERE UNICORNS.
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