Poem – Reality of Dreams

(note – this was written late at night quickly while waiting for a download to finish, so, yeah, its a bit random in places… more so that unusual, anyway thought I’d share it)

The quiet embers of the dreamscape call to me,
I can hear the whispers of the silent realm,
I listen as it calls my name.
I am as much a part of it as I am of yours.
In its embrace I find security,
hope,
challenge,
fear,
love,
hate,
greed,
peace,
every emotion purified,
distilled,
and made real in the unreal.
Lord Morpheus unending gaze flickers across his domain,
his gaze deep,
eyes of blackness full of endless possibilities and eternal mysteries.
Watchful.
Protecting those who visit,
however briefly,
guiding the lost,
inspiring the empty.
The ever changing domain shifts again,
quietly,
beautifully,
as it had done for millennia.
Although only briefly we visit,
its siren call leads back again and again,
to sit,
to walk,
to be free in our own minds.
How we long to bring the dream to reality,
even just a little,
without ever realising that dreams are reality,
and reality is but a dream,
one from which we all eventually wake from.
Embrace the unreal,
Be inspired by the unseen,
Dream dreams that bring delight,
Let your dreams become reality,
and wake up,
wake up,
wake up to the real world.
The world beyond,
a reality beyond dreams,
beyond imagination,
beyond expectation,
beyond perfection.
But for now let us sleep,
perchance to dream.
The quiet embers flicker once more,
let their heat warm you as we travel,
once more,
and again.