What from dreams come

Having felt what dreams may be

The substance, matter I can see

And built a great wall around it

Out not to keep but inside lit

Candles guarded from outside winds

Because the light is what is needed

To life keep on what is seeded

And from them gardens grow

Nightlights plenty and stars to sow

Thus dream an endless flow

Of realities that may from mine dreams come

©Carlos di Paulo Zozaya

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