Questioning the Light

Dreams lie unspent behind sight

Too dim for visions
Not yet visible,
For eyes hooded by
Silver shadows of the moon.

We lie in wait
To sabotage the day,
Consuming only golden apples of the sun,
Mistrusting rainbow hues.

As dutiful soldiers overlooking orders,
“Eyes dead ahead, attach bayonets!”
Will we surrender the saber
To see 10,000 veils?