The surreal suroundings of
a dream
that's brought unsought for into waking life
the seem
of something so very remote, yet just
a touch away
as balancing
on
the tip of your life-soaked heart
for a while
your feelings halfly grasp
the vastness of the marvellous idea
behind the image you vaguely try to see
it's all halflike, sliding away
quickly again drowned in
mortal night, yet enjoyed at lively day
those little slices of heaven
we call our dreams