In Search of a Dream

I have not dreamt in
Many nights

Last time I dreamt of you
There was rain
And the river in my soul
Overflowed

Now nights have become
Stifling

And I have come to thee
For a dream

Take away all that I have,
But give me a dream-filled
Night instead

Let the river fill up to the
Brim; let the evergreen
Trees on its bank bloom,
And let the butterflies
Weave a dream for me!