In Dreams

In dreams there are no shadows
only daylight and everything is

There are no questions in dreams
no need for asking
all is seen

Reality is clothed in shadow
a questioning of how this is
how did it start
is there blame to blame

A no not said
clouds pass over

Light flickers bright, dull, bright
darkness creeps
questions clothed in shadow

In the darkness
hiding in daytime
but it is truly night

Questions dim our eyes
dull our hands and mouths
cannot speak, cannot fight
in dreams truth is fully known
no need to explain even to ask

whilst within the dream
no need for waking
all is seen

Published in The Lark