O simple dreamer
What happens if what you dream of?
Comes true
What is there to dream then?
Take up your book
And find a pen and write of loss once again

In grief and agony comes desire
And the very heart of emotive fire
When spent dreams smoulder out
Given up without a fight
Then its time to dream anew and
Find within the hidden you
The one that hides in darkened place,
Afraid to show its truthful face.

Awake my lovely
Look within
Embrace the you that’s never been
Find a dream that’s way beyond
Reach out and touch the unseen pond
Of light and love and knowledge new
That dwells within the depth of you.