From a really true dream
wings are grown
And the dream it will
fly
But the second hand dream
With its engineered wings
Is destined
to die
Hand crafted dreams they will not fly-
As the built wing-
(by skill of such logic)
is fated to die
But nature builds truer
by mysterious plan
And rules for us grandly
far more than we can
Isabelle Cooper
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/alone-with-a-dream/
