Lines of Rhyme; Signs of Time

The dreamers dream upon a star, 
and sitting here they travel far
beyond the reaches of the eye;
and where they will is where they'll fly.

Return, return, back to the earth, 
and come and share with us your mirth, 
or else your sighs and bitter cries. 

The dreamer dreams, or so it seems, 
but what is true within his view? 

The right of sight don't fight the light.