Lost in a Dream

 Chasing a scent,
 A waft, a dream,
 Into the hills
 A silent scream;
 Beyond a copse
 Of broken trees,
 Burnt and broken,
 Down on my knees;
 Over a hill
 And under dale
 Past the lace
 Of Winter’s veil,
 I made my way
 Into the night
 Stepped of a cliff
 And gave great fright.
 It’s just a dream,
 I hear you say,
 But here’s the thing
 I’m here to stay.