Ariadne's Thread

May Your Dreams Be Realized

In a desert, or forest green

a top the mountains, deep

of ocean waters, solemn, amid this dream

i could believe in anything, anything

while watching, smelling the air

surrounding me, with clouds, in a dust

of heavens full, of shadows and bones

where to come, into my head, find a way

a door, peer into, and see, what goes on

while i sleep, sleeping during the day

and into the night, with all, plush landscapes

dancing across, flying without wings

only air beneath my body, does fly

and higher, higher can i climb, touching what was not

i was not able to even see, as my feet touched

seemed anchored below me, i am higher, higher

than i ever was before, keep climbing, as the

lands, seem distant, the air grows thin

and for the first time, i can say, i am, i am truly

alive on this day, through these dream

yes, i am, truly alive

so the dreams, into, what dreams, into dreams

what may come true, as i sleep, and wake

nothing replaces the feeling, of this dream land

as fantasies watching, searching around

must i wake, awake from this sleep

to enter into, the real, so untrue, is all i see

past my eyes, closed tight, shut, protected from the light

the light i see around me, each and every, single day

why must i wake, from glorious, tender, my mind

tries to hold on, please, let me hold on

but then, in an instance, my body, clipped from my flight

pulled back, towards my bed, i tumble, i fall

pass what was once alive, reaching, with hands, grabbing, grasping

but now, i cannot, hold on

and it all grows cold, my body, my limbs, all what was once

i saw, in my head, so alive, utterly true, tasting the air

feeling the soil, in my toes, crushed between them

as a smile rushes towards, me, i am feeling something more

than i ever could, here, and still i must, continue to wake

please don't wake me up, don't wake me from my dream

a life so different, polished so it comes

to tempt, where do dreams truly come

then, imagine, i could fly, while in this world, it seems

while as children, we sometimes play, to then grow

and as people, while living

we can, only die, so the earth acts

to replace our bodies

with another and another, in time, then

dreams lend to me, a woman, a friend, anyone

but less, i found, found her deep, in here

let dreams become my life, let my life become my death

and i would see where all this truly is

what all this is meant to be

when eyes do, they close, to leave behind

all this, all this world, i want to believe

grant me this, a belief, so let it come

to fill me up, so shall i surrender, all

cognition, all ability to reason, and i will

let it all go, i promise, if you just let these dreams