The Siesta of Reality

It is when dreams turn to reality,
That a dream no longer is, but was.
Reality is now the interpretation of that dream,
Where the infinite struggle begins between,
What is real and that which is not.
Or so it seems, for what is not real
Is still real for it permits that which
Can be imagined. So it is real and not.
They say that dreams are perfumed,
Exotic, and overly romanticised.
But how could they be? If only
In dreams that a certain longing is permitted.
But when that longing is no longer,
It is the reality of that dream,
Which becomes the here and now.
But what is not here and now? For
Dreams are here, now and then.
To live out a dream is only the
Animation of that dream, The
Reality of which is still a
Somnolent dream, now turned to
Complete consciousness within
Another dream! But through all this
It is the imagination that never rests.