My dreams are not far away anymore
They are at the other side of the wall
And when I lay to rest at night
They gaze from the window, they fill the room.
My dreams are not frosty anymore
I feel them in between hands
And when my fantasy paints them crystal clear
I know I live and breathe for them
My dreams are not in the future anymore
They touch my nose now and again
Keeping me awake all times
Violating time and space, age and place
My dreams are not careful anymore
They’ve grown beyond the prophet’s visions
Doing better than the people’s belief
They’ve become limitless and unbounded.
My dreams are not timid anymore
I fear their rushing power
They’ve taken over the palace and market place
I see them return home with the gaits of heroes.
My dreams are not fragile anymore
Their wings have become stronger than tornadoes
With waves disintegrating the remaining walls
So i envy their romance with freedom.
My dreams are not dreams anymore
They make love to me
They are so beautiful and illuminating
So i embrace them jealousy, they’ve become of me.