Deep down inside
Thoughts do collide
And spill out onto the page.

The memories they chase
Are naught but a dream.
The picture they paint
Is not what it seems.

Real or imagined
The feelings stand true.
Reason compels us
To do what we do.

Beyond the horizon
A future takes shape.
The visions entice
But our thoughts must suffice.

The gift of this moment
Is passing away.
The next one may bring us
Another hard day.

Or maybe we’ll find
A reason to stay
And dream up a chance
To have it our way.

Twisting around
In the pool of our thoughts,
The dreams and the memories
Help us get lost.

The heart of the matter
Is what we must see.
Believing in magic
Is how it should be.