Ultimacy

There is always a dream A dream where the world isn’t to belong With thoughts amidst and within Where hides the path that guides along? Nights turning into days to live Days becoming into nights to never see Dreams remain a reality to only believe Where is time, what cannot be? Yet dreams is only to grow older still Also awaiting perhaps their dying breath Desires becoming nevertheless the only thought to feel Where is reality, where is death? How they wander, if only away! How they shoulder upon burdens to bear Like in reality where thoughts are to stray And with no one close to only share There isn’t always a dream A dream where the world is to belong With thoughts to decipher to one day mean Where hides the ultimate path to guide along?