I dreamt a poem in my sleep
with words so tantalizing deep
visions so vividly true they hurt
A masterpiece, a work of art.
In my dream, I saw a world
where love and peace seem unfurled
where people smiled and danced in glee
and life was sweet as it could be.
Words flowed like a gentle stream
every line was like a dream
the joy I felt I'd never known
as if I'd found a place called home.
But then I woke and found it gone
magic vanished with the dawn
the words, the visions, all were lost
leaving me to count the cost.
Yet still I dream, hope, and pray
that in future I'll find a way
to capture all that beauty bright
and bring it to the world's delight.
Dreams are seeds that we sow
and watch as they begin to grow
into a poem, which from the start
tries to touch a humans heart.