World of my Dreams I can hear the rain falling outside tonight, while Streetlights are glowing amidst the fog- I recall last night walking outside late Beneath the light of the quarter moon, and I could see my shadow following closely behind. Cars sped past me on a busy highway, I knew there was a world about me although I remain a prisoner inside the world of my dreams. Indoors I am surrounded by a different world, A glass vase on a side table reflects the light and Stands amidst its shadow while Silence rules and behind locked doors- I find my spirit is still a prisoner inside the world of my dreams. Raindrops would fall as one hitting the keys upon a piano, Though cacophonously, I can hear a tune playing, To which my spirit would dance inside and My heartbeat would become a metronome, rhythmically keeping time, Inside this world of my dreams there is no fog or rain- No cars or streetlights exist as in the world outside of me. Somehow the light of the quarter moon is shining through The window amidst my dream world, and My shadow, I can still see following closely behind, I see lights of a different sort- not bright and overpowering as streetlights, Though not as dim as candlelight- but as Rays of hope and peace shining and guiding me towards tranquility- The world outside is a vast one and there many people Have found their homes and have made lives for themselves, Fight their battles daily and foresee their futures through the densest fog, I can still hear the rain falling and streetlights brightly shine Through an open crack in the window of this room- My shadow remains close behind me and here silence and serenity rule. I find myself still a prisoner inside the world of my dreams, In the company of my own shadow as always, and When the sun burns out, that vast world outside shall find its doomsday, My shadow shall closely follow me in my footsteps, and My spirit shall always be alive within my dreams, because I know as does everyone that Dreams are magical, that our spirits never perish and our dreams can last forever.

Claudia Krizay