vintage dreams!

waking up
kicking and screaming
thinking i am drowning
and swallowed by the sea;
sunlight, opened up my eyes
assuring me, the nightmare
is over atleast for the time being,
and a beautiful day awaits my presence;
as the tears stream down my face,
i sat there holding a cup of coffee,
reconstructing the nightmare
that seems to plague me every night;
armed with a new resolve
to chase away this nightmare, i
settled down among the feathery grass
and inbetween the beautiful yellow flowers;
as thoughts of wondorous moments,
sneaked into my daydreams,
basking in the rays of sunshine,
i hoped that life and time would stand still;
from in a dream he calls to me,
whispering my name
asking me to trust in him,
and promising no games;
as the sounds of thunder shook the sky
I sit here watching the clouds roll by
reminding myself yet again,
there is no time for lies;
wandering across the universe,
living through past mistakes
as the winds of change blow hard
everything fades away for good;
as i quietly slip my hand into yours
and we watch the night drape over us
i am in heaven with you
in this nostalgic rose-tinted dream;
some lines are not mine.
and some lines might have multiple meanings depending on how one reads it.

Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living.
To accomplish great things, we must not only act, but also dream; not only plan, but also believe.
Without leaps of imagination, or dreaming, we lose the excitement of possibilities. Dreaming, after all, is a form of planning.
Every great dream begins with a dreamer. Always remember, you have within you the strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars to change the world.
I think we dream so we don’t have to be apart so long. If we’re in each others dreams, we can be together all the time.