Nowhere Poem by Deborah Cromer

I had a dream in which I could fly
Taking off into flight without wondering why
I sailed through stars until I reached heaven
Then my alarm went off and it read seven

Waking up, I thought of my dream
And just how real it did really seem
I went through the day with thoughts of flying
Remembering how I soared without even trying

I thought then that maybe I could really fly
So I climbed the tallest tree in order to try
At the top of the tree, I stopped to see
All the living leaves that surrounded me

Out on a branch I saw a perfect nest
Inside was a little bird who was getting his rest
I must have scared him, because he flew away
A wind came up and the tree started to sway

Now was my chance to take off and glide
Instead, I fell out of the tree and died
Exactly after I died, I felt myself rising
The lifting of the self is wonderfully surprising

Yes, I did sail through the stars and sky
And heaven is heaven I would not lie
I found a dream that I once had
Now knowing mixing dreams and reality is bad

I will watch for another dream tonight
One that will break darkness with light
A dream so real, a precious goal
The only dream that reaches my soul

I will learn new experiences to feel
With making the right choices, I will deal
Real life will awaken the new day
Sleep for dreams is not such a high price to pay