Building a Dream
Upon the pond
Illusion
Near the castle of my dreams
In the arms of all my whispers
Life is as it seems
For what are dreams but reality
The life time of the mind
And what the smoke and mirrors hide
Are greenly, simple time
For once we paint the picture
All hope is set to tune
And as we live our lives in dance
Our hearts will find the room
And in that place we conjure
We too will find our dove
For in the smoke and mirrors
We find ourselves in love
© Paul Viel 2001