Another inspired poem. This is my take on Renee Biertempeel picture by the same name. If you get the chance check out her site.
When the day is drawn in to the night,so too the dark replaces light.Here in sleep where dreams grow wild,lurks a wizard's daughter and witch's child.She hides in the shadows of restless sleep,unearthing thoughts buried deep.A realm where the found become the lost,fulfilling their want despite the cost.Fool is the brave, who dares tempt fait,only to learn the lesson, an instant too late.Exploring their desire deep with in,of greed and lust and darker sin.For in sleep their true self is shown,what their heart, mind and spirit own.And of the most important task,discovering what's hidden behind the mask.