A Dream So Full Poem by Peter S. Quinn

A dream so full of dreams
in its coming and going,
where everything seems
in its echoing flowing.
The days I thought lost
into the times departed,
again, like dice are tossed
on life roads, newly started.

A dream in it's far astray
that each of us is showing,
the reality in its distant way
without we ever knowing.
Like a night in a silence
a mood of a different tone,
a flowing way trance
when dusky is all alone.

A dream so full of truth
when dark is dim glowing,
like night's eternal youth
before to a day, it's going.
O mystic of the dark
you follow in shadows,
into dimensions embark
when the day to night goes.