Daniel’s Sonnet
(A
Jew “exiled” in Babylon)
Through deepest faith, I tapped night's lexicon
That Nimrod changed. Confusion fell upon
More than the day when Babel’s Tower fell.
The language of the night collapsed as well,
And dreams took dialects they’d lacked before.
New gibberish infected night. Therefore,
Men needed me to translate dreams that hid
Night's messages to them. Of course, I did.
And when God wrote upon the wall instead
Of nighttime hieroglyphics in the head,
I was the only person who could read
The markings and convey what he had said.
I revel and reveal with words. They are
Mind's whiskey, its key, and its reservoir.
