Sweet Dreams

“Sweet dreams”
Why is it we say this to each other?
Is it merely random habit?
a friendly good night prayer?
Or is it, perhaps, because of some vague memory or unconscious knowing that
out of a great dream this world was born
and continues to be shaped and molded and recreated constantly
by all of our dreams and the dreams of the stones and the stars,
the oaks and elks and elders now long gone and still the dreaming goes on
dreaming itself with all of us dreaming ourselves into the dream
So dream sweet dreams people
I beg of you
Dream good sweet dreams
for all of us