Dreams were dreamt
Dreams of others
becoming lives of mine
Worshipful reverence to the majesty of time.

A mere presence
Freshness and love
An enveloping influence

Hopes nurtured
Beliefs nourished
Lives of others
Became dreams of mine.

The setting sun
Hopes remained.
Dreams remained.
the dreams of others
separated from the trials of mine.

The starry night
the familiar moonlight
Replicated the sun
And in their effort
Lives of others
became again
Dreams of mine.


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