Dear Dream

awakened from my peaceful slumber
by your visions greatly impassioned
left to decipher the intricate code of
your message quite creatively fashioned

fashioned into a delicate puzzle
whose pieces daintily float away
racing and reaching to catch them
only to behold my empty hands, in dismay

Dear Dream, are you a fortune teller
speaking of truths yet unknown
or simply a product of my desire
a wish – a seed, never to be sown

sown into an everlasting fabric
a quilt of miraculous life and light
or forever destined to dwell,
Dear Dream
in your fantasy world of the night