The Dream

(Duet by Adolph Gottlieb - Oil on canvas)

I woke, and all the kingless world was bleak.

I slept, and earth was governed by the meek.

I woke, and there was roaring from the south.
I slept, and children stopped the lion’s mouth.

I woke, and saw the locust eat the wheat.
I slept, and wept before the mercy seat.

I know I sojourn in the land of seem.
But which is real, my God? And which the dream?

~Paul J. Pastor