Thoughts are willing to be forgotten
Dreams rather based on imageries
They may vanish all of a sudden
Or alternate true realities.
Dreams can be potential wonders
Bringing up marvelling times of truth
Like sparks of life with striving powers
Someday kindle against all rules.
Tired wishes in flickering light
Captive little flames touch the soul
While mesmerizing thoughts grow bright
Reluctantly your mind regains control.
Dreams come from your soul, your spirit
They are your hopes on the wind of time
Add breath, warmth, life and you can sense it
Your thoughts inflame and identify.
Now they create everlasting fire
You understand and wish to forward
Inside you rejoice, your mind inspired
The whispers of life tell – dreams are more!
