Dream Poem
I spent last night with a lovely poem.
In dreams, its words of love, joy, and peace
caressed me until I smiled and sighed.
Accompanying it were breath-taking scenes,
appealing blends of the ethereal and the earthly.
Its inspiring lines flowed from regions of my mind
that are inaccessible during waking hours.
Each stanza addressed some resident phantasm or fear,
then named and banished it.
As the last line whispered itself to me,
I awoke reciting my dream-induced creation--
eager to commit it to paper before it became forever lost.
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