Difficult Dreams

They come at night when stars in the heavens are beaming down on us Difficult dreams Images of and confusion They fade when morning comes The powers within can heal you and change you Yet they still are an unknown quantity despite the knowledge we have gained I believe that butterflies filled with love will leap foward in due time Dark visions from the land of shadows will later be annointed with the sweet aromas of a garden the nightmares can become joys if we believe they will Sweet morning always comes again Remember that when fear seems to reign supreme and hope seems like a fading wisp of smoke