A Ghazal for Our Dreams

A Ghazal for Our Dreams

I visited you in the land of dreams

I learned what is true in the land of dreams

A polluted stream, a nightmare, a fiend,

A distorted view from our waking dreams

On the sidewalk they meet, they kiss and greet,

Love is always new in the land of dreams

Dry leaves are clinging, an old man’s singing,

Our days here are few in the land of dreams

A tree becomes a bird without saying a word

Everything’s renewed in the land of dreams

From a cloudless sky, a message, a sigh,

Karmic debts are due in the land of dreams

A mountain’s life is brief, time is a thief,

Like the summer dew in the land of dreams

My name is Jim, sometimes life is grim,

I bid you adieu from the land of dreams