Transient Dreams
I sleep, I dream, but momentarily away,
Are those fleeting images I wish to stay.
Nightly visits on which I set great store,
Are glimpses from happier times before.
Returning swiftly to whence they came,
On my awakening, I can recall no name.
These favoured familiars of times past,
Are but briefly enjoyed, for they fade fast!
Though I seek to know to where I’ve been,
I can recall but little of the fleeting scene.
Oh that I, emerging from the depths of sleep,
Could grasp my transient dream to keep.
Rhymer. March 12th, 2011.
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Very beautiful, it’s always so sad and to forget the amazing dreams, those out of body experiences.
Found by accident….
Beautiful…..thanks for posting