Ode to dreams

by patrick   Apr 24, 2006


What place is anything possible?
Flying
Going through walls
Ruling the world
Monsters
Dying again and again
What place is sometimes scrumptious?
And sometimes bitter?
What place has brilliant colors?
Or
Drab greys and blacks?
What place takes you away from pain and sorrow?
It is a refuge and a hiding place
What place feels light and free?
It has no gravity and no rules
What place has hearing from the inside out?
What place is more than what we can fathom or sense?
What story is this place trying to tell?
What does this place warn us about?
Like a prophet
What place is our teacher?
Our friend?
Our ticket to fantasyland?
Our way in and out of hell?

DREAMS
I don't know what they are
But I do know
DREAMS
Are a mystery
I cannot live without

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