Cloaked In Silence Poem by Asher Proschansky

I walk alone
Cloaked in silence
It's strange how you never know
Dreams dreamt while you are sleeping
Become the world in which you grow

I dreamt a dream
And it was fine
Planted it in the ground
Watered it and watched it take root
let it know it was mine

You may pay me
Give me doctor's care
Insure from the fire or the rain
But you will never own me
Nor the dreams in my brain

So I walk alone
But seldom lonely
I dream dreams and they remain fine
I nurture them ever so discreetely
And always treat you kind!