The dreamer

    O simple dreamerWhat happens if your dreamComes trueWhat is there to dream thenTake up your bookFind a pen,  write of loss once again In grief and agony comes desireAnd the very heart of emotive fireWhen spent dreams smoulderGiven up without a shoutThen its time to dream anew andFind within, the hidden youThe one that hides in darkened place,Afraid to show its truthful face. Awake my lovelyLook withinEmbrace the you that’s never beenFind a dream way beyondReach out and touch the unseen pondOf light and love and knowledge newThat dwells within the depth of you.