Dreams and Thoughts...

Knock knock knock, away it goes
Silently it knocks on the doors
Hush one says, for who wants to hear
It isn’t the time, it isn’t the year...

Knock knock knock, away it goes
One window shut, one door left out-turned
Maybe it can dawn now, maybe one can spare a thought...
For who would have guessed, it’s just the pale shadow of a dream once lost...

Lingering, knocking it goes around
Musing thinking, one goes on and on
What is that, the right moment as they say
Ahh, the blissful hour when thou shan’t question the grace...

Would it not knock upon us, would it not shout loud
Will I not hear that, which once I had echoed among the many laughs...