To dream is more than idly thinking on
The things you most desire to have and do
To dream’s to set your sails and turn the wheel
Toward that which you cannot but achieve

The nighttime creatures skitter ‘neath the moon
While all else sleeps entirely unawares

The turgid waters of my heart awake
To all the flowing chaos of the world
Yet in their swirling madness there is truth
An order built of void, a light from naught

I stretch my senses to the farthest shore
Where songs are lifted high upon the wind
And all is bathed in sunlight without end

Yet over the horizon it remains