You May

You may see a darkened building,

Windows hiding dreamers swept,

Whereas I see a dream fulfilled,

A yearned embrace of lovers lone.

You may see a static bulb,

A light average distant in night,

But what I see and feel's unfound,

Of epic circumstance beyond.

You may tune your ears to notes,

As music stirs the tangent air,

While senses fail my flowing tears,

As thought-less grip thoughts must endear.

Now, I'm not here to curb a dream,

Or profess such which my mind should own,

For verbal schemes may shadow truth,

And anchor deep a shallow proof.

To enlighten is my cause,

And to persuade to grandness all.

And if a doorway I have shown,

Has revealed itself to be,

A gateway shared by you and me,

At least its known one's not alone.