Saturday, August 14, 2010


Stars glisten softly overhead
As tired bodies lay to rest
To dream of mystic lands
And let your imagination expand
Showing us things that could be
And memories of the past
Of possibilities and chances
Our deepest and
darkest fears
And the hopes of our heart
For a glimpse of time, these are ours
To see in delight and horror
Until the distant waking hour
We’re at the mercy of our minds
But when we wake from slumber
They vanish from thought
Gone for a time, perhaps forever
Answers we’ll never again know
For in the reaches of time
And in the forgotten dreams
Nothing, is as it seems