All in a Dream

I was alone once the beginning was begun Soul searching in the faces in the Sun Where was the tranquility I thought we’d won Still wondering who was the Chosen One I was thinking about what they said And hoping it wasn’t what I dread But the lines kept returning to my head Where was the truth in the parchment I had read Then I was lying out in the blazing sun Not ever knowing anyone Having lost the Chosen One Having lost the peace we’d won All in a dream now in a dream. © Paul Warren Poetry