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If it were all a dream
water would flow through from the sea to the earth
And where earth meets the waters mighty crest a shore would stand

If it were all a dream
time would move unaccountably
Like wind though a mill it would pass slowly, and then swiftly day to night

If this were all a dream
limbs of my body would outstretch and relieve their own pains
The hand would flow through the air in prayer and namaste to the pull of gravity
Motioning to the bend in my legs, hips, back and neck into harmonious posture

If this were all a dream
there would be joy on the peoples faces around me
there would be confusion on the faces around me
the scenes of life would uneasily move from one to the next
the deep thoughts of a foe become the woes of a friend
the tourists would pass along the stream of my unconsciousness
soliciting my fears
confirming my self doubts
gnawing at my skull enough to make me want to choke
I cant be too sure if the sounds from across the hall are in my sleep or awareness
The next door over may not be safe and may also be new to discover

If this were all a dream
Food would exist and somehow disappear
as if the goodness was too good to be true
the makings of my imagination could seek the best wine, the best chocolate, the ripest fruit
and taste flavors from all over the world as if God himself put it there to be enjoyed
This would be a dream I could hope to revisit

If this were all a dream I could manifest my highest desires, if i could see the way to grab them off that pedestal
Desire to grasp the essence of what would become of me in this dream
Like when you're dreaming and the noise from the last scene clouds the next
You know the feeling?
If this were a dream I could remain who I want to be throughout its entirety, with the exceptions of uncontrolled outcomes from somewhere deep inside me

If this dream were to end the only way I could see clearly would to be in a cloudless mind unlocked by myself
 I feel
As though I were to be able to jump out of this body and revisit my last dreamscape
Twisting, whistles, and creatures and things
My nightmare brings the worst of my dreams and becomes a sad waking reality
I lose, I win, I see the truth again, and again.

Be still in this dream
As the rainbows come and go
where they come from nobody knows

If this were all a dream,
Where does the world we are in come from
Appearing as majestically as the prisms of a rainbow


-Jess
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