Fleeting

(What's on your mind?) Do I have to tell you? I was thinking about this dream I was holding it for a while but it visited me only When I'm drifting off to sleep But then I heard a shot being fired somewhere It almost was a sound that can easily die without Being given its proper name--- It was not a shot but instead a spark plug failing. So here I am wide awake But first I need to trace that dream I have to walk again the path from the kitchen to my room Where I accidentally hit a part of it Like how I kicked a loose bolt with my baby toe The surprise that I found has sparked something Inside the caverns in my head. I need to chase my dream so it may live I am the only one who can protect its fragile light If I may burn the palm of my hands If I should strike the match over and over again To keep it burning - my dream I am the only one who knows if it's going to see the next daylight. (I will save some of my time to finish the book) I will begin the walk so I can gain some insight along the way When I turn back to check the distance that I traveled May I don't miss the stagnant contentment and angst I left behind I will move forward and pray for the rain The heat of my own passion scorched the soil where my feet steps. I never have to see myself in the mirror again and wonder How the strangers I met and those that lived beside See me I only have to imagine my smiling face 12 years ago Then with a hand in an empty pocket I will go on with my journey One day I will turn it inside out and see The rainbow of the unwrapped candies it once carry.