On water smooth as glass sentinels stand on mirrored floors as they float on life's illusion.

Dream's Brew

Never was a time to live
Never was a time to die
Never was a time to fear
Never was a time to cry
But all these things do find the time
And take our spirit on an endless climb
To a place where symbols always chime
Where nothings real but blood red wine
So we rest here in deep blue thought
Finding what most others sought
A grail of grog that illusion bought

© Paul Viel 2003