Dreams

Self contemplation

I drift in a world of darkness, Of shifting shadows and silence,
where time stands still and a moment lasts forever.
In sleep I wake and in dreams I wander a world within.
Am I lost? Am I found? Hear I am both king and jester.
Hear all things are possible; life stretches on forever in a kaleidoscope image of twists and turns.
Hear a storm, there a smile; what is forever but a dream?

Author's Note

Please be kind I know my grammar and spelling may not be the best.