Fantasia

Hues of colour dance off the stage into the twilight.
The sand-man guides your train of thought to a land of sleep.
It moves as the shadow of the mystic night
As an assassin to a worthy cause, it creeps.
Like a soul-less creature with no direction and mind,
It can bring you soaring high into the clouds.
Follow it! To a kingdom where none can find
So that the feeling will flourish and make all proud.
You may awake and find the whimsical assailant gone, never to return.
Believe in yourself for tomorrow’s flowers are the seeds you plant today.
It is only in a dream that we may prosper and learn.
If you choose to follow, then acknowledge no obstacles and shout hurray.

Cast into a dream where I will never awake:
Dream castles, inspire me one more time, I will not break.

Copyright © 1988 by Jim Ing