On other things

The Dream

I dreamt again and again
Of waking in the noon
Counting money
In hundreds of millions
Dreamt again
Of projects i can do
That humanity all may prosper
And be in comfort
I woke
Just to find that I’m still the same.
Not a bit taller, fatter, richer or poorer.
Just the same!
But my heart is larger
My head is full
Because i have a knowledge
No, a knowing,
That something is about to happen.
My coast is enlarged
God has made room for me
In this land

Bose.