The wizard

Be thankful for what and think about what my mind draws a blank when I think that I thanked someone I loved but now I don't trust and if you know what I'm saying then you think like a wizard or maybe you too are up in the night tired but restless playing with words. What was it I dreamt that won't let me sleep?

  Maybe it wasn't a dream but a piece of this life that comes haunting my dreams in the middle of the night dreams are pure freedom all that exists not even a wizard's mind would try and resist you can glide through a life in a wink and a dream and that life would be perfect because you're free in your dreams it's when this life that we live the one we dream to escape comes into our dreams and seems to somehow destroy even the most perfect dream.

  because dreams are so sweet and life is like sweat and it's the taste of the sweat that ruins our dreams of that life that we wish to exist beyond dreams 

It's this is bead of sweat that wakes us at night moistens are forehead and says this is life!

Bob Jenkens