Owen Cullimore Poet Rhyme

Sea of Dreams

As my  thoughts just pass me  by
I sometimes sit and wonder why
My dreams just seem to come and go
From whence they came, where did they go?
So real are they when they arrive
It is as though I have come alive
In a world of make believe
Where it’s hard to conceive 
That we are in a different world when we are asleep
In our dreams we travel deep
To a land so far away
When we must awake we would rather stay
Our dreams become so very concise
And we arrive there in such a trice
Sometimes at night it is hard to sleep
We try to imagine and count sheep
So that we can pass through
Into our dream state, a powerful hue
Time ceases to be important as we dream
Nothing will be as it may seem
A picture appears into the mind’s eye
Though we may be in dreamland and it may pass by
When we awake we may or may not remember where we have been
But then paradise is rarely seen
Like the sea it ebbs away
To return another day
Brainwaves search at every corner of our mind
To find the answer, to unwind
The secret that has been lost for eternity
The true meaning of our dreams you see

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