Analysis of The Child and The Dream

Into the valley of woods i came
looking for a seed i sowed when i was a child.
But the greens led to emptiness..
The little boy understood not, yet gladly smiled;

Oh i ran around in a garden full of butterflies,
hoping for the grass to never grow.
But the weeds laughed..
The child was mystified yet the spirit kept the glow;

Oh i swam the river and into the blues,
wishing for time to stay as i sat by the sea under to play.
But the winds came..
The child awoke in tears, but then sadness lingered far away;

Oh i painted the skies into rainbows,
dreaming of night to never wake.
But child becomes man, and moon embraces sun..
His vision frozen, like rocks in the sand;

So deep into the forest i searched again
to find the path whence i traversed once.
The seed had died, but a tree was born, so i was told..
The child and the dream,
so entwined in a mystery perhaps no man can unfold.