<u>Dreaming Slowly</u>


    I’m dreaming slowly; of the sights I haven’t seen.


    The murmurs in the darkness and the voices in my dreams.Enjoying this book? Seek out the original to ensure the author gets credit.


    I forged worlds for words and lived in them for days


    Now my only wish is to see them on the page.


    I travelled alone across deserts and I’ve warred alongside friends.


    Half of them only I could see but both were real come the end.


    My hours pass so pleasantly, enraptured by mind’s eye’s gaze.


    If only you could see what I can see; and forever be at play.


    Sometimes this world seems so big and yet also so small.


    Lives defined by cold tickboxes and no time to live them all.