The visions of the Dream
Keeps transcending into the wakeful hours of the day
The silvery moonlight
Streaking into the bright sunshine of regular
Familiar and useful life.
It is a fine blend
A dream that permeates into the conscious mind
With a forcefulness
That can leave the reality shaken
That wants to spread out its wings
And take on the might and power of the wind
A reality that permits only acceptance
That has to be lived through
The silvery haze of a Dream
Sunday, March 15, 2009
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