dreamers

Dreams amongst the dreaming
Are all too un-conceiving
From fantasy to believing
All there is to know.

Whether the fantasy world is to blame,
Of why the truth has forever changed
Or why nothing is the same,
Isn’t it there, behold and lo?

Whether I am called a liar,
The truth I set to inspire,
A spark in the on going fire
Deep within your heart.

Whether it is a dream within a dream
Or whether it isn’t what it seems,
Aren’t we all just dreamers from the start?