How I long for children's dreams
But, alas, I only seem to know
The nightmares of the future
Lost are pleasures of the past
When I sleep my mind turns vast
Too fast to navigate with thought
So I think like kids I ought
To forget my everything
And, like children, be not him
Who's filled with knowing to the brim
But be the the one who is indeed
Educated by his dreams
I think I have to drop the need
To always know and always steer
For only he has got no fear
Who does not choose, and so, not loose
Then nightmares are just unknown dreams
It seems, that once you drop the you
You built, then only new is scary
But that can never waken you
August 2020