Written by: Daniel Cheeseman

A dream beyond all dreams,
a dream beyond sleep, this 
dream so deep.

This dream like none before,
it sits my heart, floods my
veins as senses soar.

This dream is not old nor is
it infantile, but is mature, and
in essence pure.

It is a dream sincere, to behold
for my future days, all giving
as the pendulum sways.

I know dreams have paths to
walk, responsibilities of care,
plus the ability to share.

But this dream holds all, its
aura pure and true, above all 
it bears the beauty of you.

To dream the impossible dream
is the hope of all, but day and 
night this heart is full and all
is realised.