Dreams

'Been thinking a lot lately, 'bout times past and present,

...and things not meant to be.

Of times before, when cares were few,

...and times today, with cares compiled.

I laugh, and cry, and feel alone.

But the world keeps moving, along the plane of glass.

'Cause no one cares but you, and you're not here.

Troubles enfold me and weigh me down.

But there is a light, at the end of the dark passage, that only I can see.

...It guides my dreams on rails of silver. Onward to the future.

The stars await, the earth holds no fetter. For our spirits are free

...and our minds dive through, and rove the universe.

My voyage is near done. On this fools errand. Rattling swords are not my song,

...nor is the battle cry.

A mountain stream, and forest dark and dreamy, await my return.

To soar on wings of imagination. The matrix of compassion to explore.

To set course for understanding, on the sea of pain is my quest.

The twining of our spirits, the sharing of warmth.

These I seek.

I hasten to your side. My future, my past, my present.

All of them are you.