The Ballad of Thought and Dream

Somewhere beyond understand... On that cosmic river, in the endless night, two cites are born each the reflection of one another and on the grounds of the thin layer of possibility; the only separations between both cities meet to who are kindred. From one city comes Thought; knowing of much yet knowing ever to question and from the other city Dream; a whisper on the wind to which reality bends the knee. Thought was a thing of intelligence, beauty, and great strength as where Dream was a thing of wonder, wisdom, and experience to be hold; though those these facts are interchangeable with is why the meeting of Thought and Dream is so meaningful; They could bring the stars to bare and tell you what it means, just to explain the impossible than turn it all into a swirling sky of colors. Though this meeting ground and budding friendship may be new but it makes like the two half’s of a coin; different, same, connected. Four eyes, two minds, and souls ever infinite gaze up unto a galaxy of nevermore to a constellation of stars never seen before. Eyes meet as heart beats so rapid and just like that magic; forming into energy Dreams out “Would you come with me, and become energy?” And Thought wonders “Is that power within me” And Dream’s eyes flashed with the answer