(10/25/12)

Oh but to lay my head down and to dream
Of all my hopes , and prayers- that with others
I can share.

But my dreams have been shattered and scattered
In the wind- never to be seen again.
I had done everything to hold on to my dream
But my strength was drained or so it seems.

I saw my dream now tossed and turned
When once before in my heart it burned.
Why are we given a dream ? If it is to be taken away
And with our hearts and mind it does play.

A dream can consume you body and soul
And make you feel completely whole.
It fills your heart like air fills a balloon
But it ends much too soon.

Oh but to dream and see everything fall in place
Like a jigsaw puzzle - or like a painting that takes
On its form, and each stroke knows where it belongs.

in a dream you can  no longer put stock
For they can become shattered like the waves
Against the rocks.

But if you put a belief in your dream and Yourself
And find that fire that burns in your heart
Then your dream will find its start.

So once again I will lay down in my bed
And dream my dream and continue ahead.

© L . RAMS