A piece to describe how intangible dreams really are.
Dreams
I can see you, Can you see me?
Can you feel me?
Do you know me?
I am you,
I am your dreams,
I am you awake, I am you asleep,
I am you alive.
I can show you love and hate,
I can show you hope and fear,
I can show you pleasure and pain. I can be everywhere, I can be nowhere.
But cherish me,
Do not covet me.
Sense me,
Do not crave me.
I am not yours to hold,
You cannot be me,
But I can be you.
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
poem has a nice flow to its dialog ...
Very interesting thoughts. Do dreams really have such power over us. I would thing so. Love the way your wrote this.
Mary