The Dreamer and the Dream Poem

When you see me dancing

watch the light inside

The neverending ocean

flowing with the soft moon tide

When we dream together

stay the whole way through

life’s a shadow fantasy

but keep your motives true

When I’m an acorn, bury me

It’s the way its meant to be

And then when I’m an old oak tree

cut me down and paint me green

I am no exception

and not exactly what I seem

We are each the dreamer

and reality the dream