The moonlight paints across the lake <br /> a golden path which dreamers take. <br />When sleep has set their spirit free <br />to visit realms of fantasy. <br /> <br />There hybrid monsters multiply <br />and birds can swim and fish can fly. <br /> Large silver dragons sell ice cream <br />from motor bikes powered by steam. <br /> <br />Imagination knows no boundaries. <br />You can converse with passing trees <br /> all students of theology. <br />Who claim divine authority. <br /> <br />The sleeping mind so easily <br /> accepting unconditionally. <br />Things that the conscious mind would be <br />Examining more critically. <br /> <br />I wonder if I dared to take <br /> that golden path while wide awake <br />Would I lose my identity <br /> becoming just a fantasy? <br /> <br />24-Feb-08<br /><br />ivor or ivor.e hogg<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/would-i-3/
