Never rely, on assumptions of the mind, nor assumptions on the heart. Rely, on assumptions of reason.
YOU ARE READING
... Dream.
PoetryUnder the twilight's waning hour, I find my thoughts, Filled with illusions of joy, Illusions, of every colour, It's okay to dream, Under the swarthy canopy of the night, I find my thoughts, Ever so big, ever so gracious, Ever so precious, It's...
Dream.
Never rely, on assumptions of the mind, nor assumptions on the heart. Rely, on assumptions of reason.
