Alive To Dream

Do you feel it

Like the pulse thumping on your wrist?

Do you see it

A horizon in the mist?

Do you want it

The thirst begging for a sip?

Can you reach it

Almost under your fingertip?

And yet it seems so far,

Lost like a child

And yet so demanding

Petulant little brat.

And so powerful

Tugging at your soul

Making you crave

The seductive temptress.

The elixir

That you know you want

To heal your soul

Your heart and mind.

But also the wine

That burns your throat

And your insides

Your addiction.

So much for it.

So much for this.

But don't you stop

At last, it's your dream.