Ever-shifting Morpheus, lord of the Oneiroi
who bring us our dreams, true or false. Morpheus,
swift-soaring courier, twilight messenger of the gods,
kind one, dweller in the shadowed land of dreams,
dark-winged god who shapes the visions of the night,
who tells the tales that must be told, who strips us bare
of secrets, who clothes hard truths in subtle raiment,
child of the black night, child of the shrouded dark,
in the realm of illusion you are king. Morpheus,
harbinger of change, concealer of clues, you bury
bits of truth among our wishes and fancies;
with your aid can we see into the mist of
the unknown, with your aid can we find the hidden
pieces of the self. Morpheus, I praise and honor you.

One thought on “Morpheus

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s