Childhood full of Dreams
of climbing a Tree or hill
or of flying off to moon or mars

Adolescence is lucid in its
Dreams and pangs of groin
and heart, of love & lust
Driven by the body’s juices

Adulthood is troubled with
Dreams of success and fears of
failure. Of money, wealth and
possession that seem to enhance life.
Dreams of children and their
children, of their glories and
achievements that could deliver
you beyond where yours stopped.

When shall you stop Dreaming
and sink your roots into
the creation and its Source.
Or this life forever Dream it shall remain.
Yes – you have a Dream

In these Dreams being
unfulfilled you shall feel
like a fool but in fulfilment
An Utter Fool