And When I Dream

AND WHEN i dream
the world is more
alive than now
while i'm awake.

That i have dreamed
then i have lived
more than this 
waking concept of 'life.'

AND once i dreamed of 
the source of all,
beyond my head
beyond my bed!

Soft, lit, travel-worn,
cognizant and bewildered
by all accounts: unborn
was & is my dreaming.

AND to dream is leaving
behind this world and
its flesh!
To return: weeping is.

Beware:  to fall in love
with this other side
is to lose a part of one
the line erased by passion.

And those you love.

:: 12-28-2017 ::
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