alone in dreamland picturesque scenes of lakes and hills dotting the harvest fields
goldmines of possibilities as midgets become giants criss-crossing the horizon
in the twilight of double vision images of end time grandeur and nobility cascade through the hour glass
failing to fit the clans mold incurring the wrath of the mighty
dismembering his coats of many colors as they would his soul
breathing cruelty exhaling violence
tossed in hole the eaglet escapes to distant lands
the soul beholding shores of ages untold
enslaved but un ravished by lavish nudity
floundered with captivating competence amorous arms spread in provocative elegance clutch the dreamer’s soul
refusing to kiss the dust like Samson
quenching the burning embers of passion in his lions
possessing his soul fleeing the seductress snare
bundled in a dungeon new vicissitude emerge
feet and hands in fetters bound
chained prince beating the insignia of distinction
dusting up dreams of yesteryears a flicker of hope to drifting dreamers
pouring concrete into sinking souls sparing nothing to brighten the hollow darkness
the dreamer’s gift lifts the prisoners and the throne
his tortuous but slow journey delivers the scepter
