Dreams Poem by Eric Bult

I seldom dream indeed I don't recall
When last my sleeping brain presented me
With any strange experiences all
Apparently results of brain activity
As unleashed from a purposeful proclivity
That daily seeks response to life's necessity
Beyond our human trivialities
Our sojourn on this planet may be long
Or brief but each immortal spirit knows
Its purpose like a never ending song
Shall ultimately be revealed. Who knows?

That glorious power that made the Universe
Or may indeed have put it in reverse!