fly me...

 "I've just closed my eyes again
Climbed aboard the dream weaver train
Driver take away my worries of today
And leave tomorrow behind"...

"Fly me high through the starry skies
Maybe to an astral plane
Cross the highways of fantasy
Help me to forget today's pain"

the others...

There are some people

who live in a dream world,

and there are some who face reality;

and then there are those

who turn one into the other.

the shadow dreams...

men are the dreams of a shadow

the icy night of my spirit...

“Yes, I now feel that it was then 

on that evening of sweet dreams- 

that the very first dawn of 

human love burst upon 

the icy night of my spirit. 

Since that period 

I have never seen 

nor heard your name 

without a shiver 

half of delight, 

half of anxiety.”

the illustrated book...

dreams

are illustrations

from the book

your soul is writing

about you

the bird...

Hold

fast

to

dreams, 

for

if 

dreams

die, 

life

is a 

broken

winged

bird 

that

cannot

fly.

the divided world...

And all my days are trances,
And all my nightly dreams
Are where thy grey eye glances,
And where thy footstep gleams--
In what ethereal dances,
By what eternal streams.