The Art of Dreaming

When you close your eyes at night
And travel through your dreams
Do you gain insightful thoughts
Of what you wish to see.

Do you recollect the thoughts
That guided you to sleep
That stayed with you through slumber
Or caused your heart to weep.

Do simple memories show the way
That you want your dreams to go
When you close your eyes at night
Do they caress your soul.

Is it not the Art of Dreaming
That wraps your heart in thought
When you finally rest your mind
To all the pain you've got.

Just take a minute of the night
To hold as sleep begins to breathe
And carry it with your soul
Into the essence of your dreams