I’ll set my dreams upon the wind
May they billow over hill
And wander cross the ocean
In a sweeping pillow spill

May they gander foreign worlds
of mystery and wonder
And spread in spawning spores that sparkle
Ponderings and plunder

And under auspice offered kindly
May they soon take root
To grip the eager minds who find
A blossoming of fruit

Then maybe one will wander back
To where it ought begin…

I can’t dream the dreams I dream of
So I’ll free them on the wind ~*