Nobody told us that all we need to grow is light,

What’s that? An explosion, a fire ignite,

A fight and a fright,

A love to hold on to tight.

Then day becomes night,

And night sits far away.

Your imagination begins to sway.

The power of love that you can’t keep at bay,

To sleep your mind wanders, trips and strays,

To hold on to oxygen you have to prayer.

A dream world enters that is so surreal,

But, the feeling is yours; and every bit real.