"Sonnets From a Conversation With a Friend II"

Forever is a fiction, or so you
Said. A dreamy concept to soothe the fears
Of children. A trick of imagery that's
To be outgrown as is Santa Claus. Do
I disagree? No! But we dream dreams to
Cause a feel within us, and this feel is
A firmness born of a vapor, and who is
To judge another man's vapors?, his bones to
Stand upright. Do our own values clutched at
Freely blossom life more truthful than theirs?
We often act so. In searching for comfort
We can and do deny the life of millions.
For all hearts yearn to know a sure form, yet
The various shapes of soul, are endless.