Dream Rider

I know you’re there, just out of sight, There among the black far-reaches Like a rider of dreams in the night Searching for reason that impeaches. You have left behind no traces Of where you’ve gone or maybe sent. Your journey seeks familiar faces Yet posed in unfamiliar bent. And reasons, they are vaguely veiled While cognizance won’t clarify. And rationale is un-detailed While reaching does but rarify. Oh, where does purpose hide its grail, There in the crevice of a mind - For wont of quests that do not fail In hopes of dreams that are not blind? I call you not, you’re back unpacked, A door of no return passed through - Rejoined with logic’s wakeful tact And much to share betwixt the two.