Musing 8
Dreams
In night's sweet slumber darkness shrouds
and life becomes another
Safe and secure on familiar grounds
memories awake and hover
In cloudy mist and covered shroud
we peer into our souls
Our fears arise and passions swell
like waves on rocky shoals
Our life unfolds and wishes happen
dreams too real for dreams
Sinewy shapes and faces glimpsed
tell us all or so it seems
Names called out on lips that pout
and memories soon unfold
For life is scary and dreams too real
for stories gone untold
Epilogue
Awake we do not admit
Awake we do not allow
Only in sleep do we find what's real
And admit to ourselves for now
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