Dream a Little Dream

Late at night I wonder

All the things unknown

And then I drift on zephyr

To a place different from

Shapes and colours shift

Behind a wall of haze

Giving a sense of timelessness

Until I look behind

To see myself in repose

Wondering of the future

A ribbon keeps me here

And yet I stretch out wide

To grip the world of wonder

Then race to my destination

That I’ve never seen

Encountering its people

Yet they don’t see me

Travelling on the wind

Slipping into deep waters

A flash of the cliff

A random thought begins

For the dream is

Within a dream

I wake


Original by Cheryl Gould ©

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