the dreamscapes of nations
each one emerges
to draw us
safely from the past
into the future born of our imaginings
each individual
family
friendship group
revolves around a seed
a core of vision
a wish fulfilling battery
the more the merrier or sadder
depending on vagaries
of fortune's way over the unwary
easy times are not so easy after all if what we fill them up with is
nothing but vacuous inanities
this glamour is important
this shiny sweetness that we share
when we dream that we can be
when we dream we dare
and when a dream is shared
it has the possibility of materiality
a tensile fabric woven between and amongst the dreamers
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