Dreams are a shelter to a wandering mind
where time and tide both fall behind;
A different world, for us to find,
with wonders and magic of any kind.
Dreams are a place that knows no bound;
To reach to no sky, to fall to no ground.
No limit of room, or space or compound,
be it small schemes or plans profound.
Dreams are your senses turned around
Listen to its colours, and paint to its sound
Where hopes live on and miracles surround
No thing to be lost, but all to be found.
Dreams cannot be left confined;
Its eyes cannot be forever blind;
Our imagination bears to remind
That dreams are the ideas
That raise mankind.