Suppressed emotions dreams doth hide
Knowing all that rests inside
In our dreams we do confide
To what we feel our dreams abide
Swirling thoughts of: Who am I?
Questions like: When will I die?
To our dreams we cannot lie
Our minds cannot our dreams defy
Since our souls were first set free
Our dreams and thoughts did start to be
Your dreams know you; my dreams know me
Without our dreams our minds can't see
Our dreams show us what we wish to do
What we always knew that to us is true
If, to our dreams, red does look blue
Then red, to us, does look blue too
Our minds will hold its beloved eye
Until the day death life defies
But 'til that day our dreams will fly
Our dreams will soar beyond the skies ...
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The Heart Calls Out To The Mind & The Soul Listens
PoetryA collection of poems relaying a journey of inspiration from the early days of a poet's awakening to the present time and everything in between.
