Counting Into Dreams
Gently my thoughts find their places
Through the drums and past dark spaces
An over-thought of panicked races
I close my eyes and count their paces
Alleviations, inner changes
Congregating me in stages
Deprivation of my rages
I count their signs and see the sages
Lighting me with every wisdom
The universe becomes decision
And through my flowing I see visions
The dark and light seek out collision
Every dream that I can measure
Becomes a claim of evil pleasure
But every dream that I can treasure
Cleanses darkness through true weather
Into breaths of deeper meaning
There comes a place that I’m believing
Reaching into further dreaming
The love that fills me knows no deceiving
Even counting back, I’m never leaving
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