If You Can Dream

"When I was sad, I hoped. When I was hurt, I imagined. When I was lost... I wrote."
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Stars fall, don't you know?
Like dust on heaven's breath;
Grazing the earth,
With a coat of passion.

If you looked into the night sky,
You'd see at end of day;
How beautifully they shatter,
With thousands born in their wake.

A universe old as time,
Vast beyond imagination;
The mysteries it must hold,
Too far for exploration.

What those unknown stars cry,
Their colors painting their sea;
Waves lapping past distant worlds,
To share the secrets of their beam.

The journeys we fancy,
Wishes upon their gleams,
Lightyears can be crossed in a moment,
Only-

If you can dream...
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This collection of poetry may appear random at first glance. The theme does not come from the surface-level subject matter nor the format or rhyme scheme. Dreams, the overarching theme, are however subtly evident in the inspiration behind every single poem, no matter how they may sound.

Call it the thoughts of a dreamer, so to speak. As a poet, this is my interpretation of the power of a dream, the good, the bad, the in between, and what comes of it. The mind dreams because there is possibility for a greater reality, but despite all hope... sometimes reality seems greater than them.