The Dreamer's Soul
Dreams they are the powers that drive the
soul, they are that which creates joy yet allows pain,
like forest after a fire, the heart might yet again bloom
stronger more vibrant, to strengthen the soul of which it came.
Dreams though oft they come upon us in the sweet twilight hours,
never do they shadow the light, like the stars in the night.
rebelling against reason, like a mad man against the raging sea,
yet in this madness there the purest form of sanity can be found
Dreams they are that which make us whole,
they are that which makes friendship ...