Jeremiah
My sleep is dreamless; my slumber is mute.
The night-time faces trouble me no more.
My dreams have become daylight realities.
Revealed in full horror, they stalk ’neath the sun.
I dream no longer, now the world’s awake.
The Mother
[Ecstatically, for she has heeded only the first part of Jeremiah’s speech]
Your dreaming is over?
Then joy comes again.