Midnight

Its that time of the day again
When the night dawns but sleep doesn't
When the eyes are closed but the mind is open
When questions unanswered assail me,
Of actions past and decisions to be.

And its that time of the day again
When I dream of dreams unbidden,
Of things that were and things to be
Of things not bound by rules or dominion
But mostly I dream of dreams
Of hope in a new day I will soon see...