Elixir

Elixer Sometime ago when you were bold you dreamt your dream of earthly fare expecting your life would unfold and show you what was waiting there anticipating what's unreal as part of lifes endearing deal. Have you not guessed all life's the dream from deeper sleep we shouldn't know? Nothing is quite as it might seem as it's observed from here and so, all of our plans that go amiss fail in the light of failings bliss. 'Tis better lost--our hearts desire, than be the slave to life or love no matter that it burns a fire nor if it's what we're dreaming of; we have to take this costly pause and so we lose what never was. What's left is life that goes unkissed, as we dream on, and search in vain for something that we might have missed that adds to years, without our pain; a pill for death, that keeps us deep into the dream of life we sleep. © ron wilson arbuthnot aka vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet