Monday, April 05, 2010

Oh Beautiful Dreamer

Oh Beautiful Dreamer, what is wasted time
But hours submerged ‘neath the intrepid waves
Of your consciousness lapping
The ebb and flow of your wakefulness fleeting

Oh Star-dusted Dreamer
Can we argue with our destinies?
Can we delay the appointed hour
And can music roll away our madness?
Of tin-pan saucers and sauce-panned eyes
Of baby’s breath into a video-camera screen.
We live. We Dream. We Make. We Believe

You and I both. Carving out our spaces in the
Eternal density we call Time.