Dreams

Dreams are what dreams say
In the world of Dreamland,
So diverse as they are
In a mix of postures they stand:
There are dreams, not so rare,
That often kill or scare;
Dreams abound, dreams so heavy,
That makes Realland a source of envy;
But also exist, dreams so light,
Dreams that buoy up in sea of delight;
Dreams there are, that neither hurt nor heal,
But they are, dreams still.