Dreams are elusive...
lost from the mind
upon awakening,
or lost in the wind
once spoken.
Recurring over and over
without any further
understanding of
what it's all about.
Day dreams,
night dreams,
dreams of the future,
dreams of the past...
why does no one dream of the present?
Ah, but we have,
and we will...
for the present is
yesterday's future
and tomorrow's past.
I would give anything for
the chance to stay in my dreams
and avoid the harsh realities
of cobbling my life
back together...
But this cobbler must awaken
before the harsh realities
of his dreams
overtake him.
