If not for a dream

If not for a dream, would our souls perish?
Lay abandoned on the beach of reality?
Would we still feel the pull of the stars?
Or delight in the moonbeam's dance on water?

If not for a dream, would we cease to hope?
To awake from our slumber with dread and despair?
Blinded to that which is possible?
Only to slip into slumber once more?

If not for a dream, what of our children?
Shall we let them down in the morass of darkness?
Deny them the bliss of their future?
Damn them to a dreary life of sameness?

If not for a dream, would we still hunger?
Separate ourselves from the source of our yearning?
From love, joy, all things we hold holy?
Never knowing the peace of sweet returning?

If not for a dream, would we be taken?
To soar where our day minds refuse to transport us?
In flights of fancy beyond this realm
Freedom, oh sweet freedom from earthly cares...

If not for a dream?