Last night, I had a dream.
The sky shone baby blue,
Sorrow left me and I knew
I was a shooting star, a golden stream.
Last night, I touched the sky.
It enveloped me,
And all I could see
To form a feeling that would never die.
Last night, I brushed a cloud.
Made gold by the sun,
Its cold now undone
The earth disappeared in the sunlit shroud.
Last night, I learned to fly.
I found my dream at last,
Depression was in the past
No rhyme and no reason or asking why.
Last night, I woke in tears.
Beauty never remains,
Maybe I'll take the reins
And one day return to where sadness clears.