Those Dreams

Those dreams I set my heart upon became as vapoured clouds - with rain descending so to drench my soul in hazy shrouds of mist, obscuring all I deemed would lead to greener lands - where love would be my guiding star held fast by gentle hands. But dreams are only dreams that fade with each new day begun - reality's dark face to show her scorn beneath the sun. To wear a mask of faithless hope is full my destiny - with time eroding yet all dreams as never meant to be. But can I, dare I seek to dwell within that land obscure - envisage all that I would deem so perfect and so pure. Be still, oh world, for I am done with all your sad lament - I'll chase those dreams which I have wrought that I may rest content. ©️9/3/2024. Valerie Dohren