Monday, January 5, 2009

More on dreaming

Oh stay with me a while, the night is long
Such beauty you bring will soon be gone
I am left to what other my mind views
A life of age begets it's cues

More dreams flow in and bring some pain
The beauty of the dream will not remain
It drifts away now as if made of sand
To be replaced by angst from another land

A land of sorrow, regrets and ill thought
And escape from it is more than sought
Dreams that endure may be good or bad
Choose them I do though at times are sad

For whatever they bring be it joy or pain
In some strange way I stand to gain
A new life opens up each night I dream
And I come to know what is is I deem

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