Minnamoto's Dream

Minnamoto stirs his sleep tonight
Observing a scene with his eyeless sight
Revealing the path of an arrow flight
Tearing the face of eternity
Under the spell of an eagle eye
Majesty etched on a purple sky
Chilling his heart with a silent cry
Pointing the way to insanity
Fortune’s hand upon the sand
The wheel of fate is spun
Monolithic audience
Pale gray beneath the sun
There stands the archer
A dream within a dream
Drawing forth the energy
From Minnamoto’s scream