Old gods

It is night-time in the palace
You have slept for hours
We drink a toast as you rise
Your eyes are sleep enriched
You have been dreaming
We huddle in our chattering medley of words
We are excited
‘I am a dreamer’ you say
‘I have been dreaming’
You begin the conversation
We drink in your words
Our tongues are spiced by your whisper
We want one more word
‘I am awake now’
We proffer our offerings to you.