A dream does not exist as we go about our daily lives.
Hard to define,
it is not an object,
but a faraway land.
A dream will only come alive when you close your eyes,
when you fall away,
into another world.
A dream is a whirlwind,
a tornado of thoughts and feelings, and hidden realities.
Maybe tonight, I’ll dream of standing under a sunset, filled
with secrets, and its mysterious glow.
Maybe tomorrow, I’ll dream of running from shadowed beasts,
who only I know are there.
Dreams can be absurd,
they can be frightening,
they can be filled with happiness,
but they will always be there,
lurking in the shadows of your mind,
waiting,
waiting, for you to arrive.
By Anya
Here is a link to my favourite book in the library about dreams - Kate
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