Can the one born of dreaming
Escape truly into that world again?
And can the images thus sustained
Be part of some immaculate plan?
Possibilities exist beyond abilities to calculate
And the longing is there for sure
Why should such a falsified existence
Hold such vast, powerful allure?
No answers hold this man,
Except that I wish to take the leap
To visit that beautiful place again,
When once I finally fall to sleep.