The Shadows of Dreams

In unconsciousness, where shadows prance, An elusive dream, a furtive trance, Weaves its tendrils through my mind, Lingering with longing I cannot find. Evasive visions, forever out of reach, Dreams like tomorrows never breach Their resolve to never come into being, Never see daylight, but do lie-in within, unseeing. For when you chase and lure a dream, To become reality, it fades and loses its gleam. The closer you get, the more it alludes you, Like a shadow, its only stuck on to you, with glue. So cherish your dream as an allusive desire, An elusive enigma, a destiny, to which you can aspire.