By the dreamer …

By the dreamer and the builder

Time passes into hour glasses

Ways to know and makers end

In castles by fantasy fashioned

One made of ice for the breaker

Another out of gold for the taker

Majestic in the sky by the clouds

Forgotten in the sand by the sea

Making believe begotten in desire 

The Blood of stones Forged in fire

Piercing the day’s rest in darkness

As spires aiming at shooting stars

Rise wishing themselves into arrows

To shoot the sleeping breast of night

And catch it falling in love forever

So is well another pillow’s journey

Until artful rest met dawn longing

Inspired was the morning knowing

I dreamed I was dreaming the truth

She woke me like a Mother’s kiss

In soft fog with misty tears and sorry.Image









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