Dreaming
(Methow Waters, 2011)
Dreaming
In the space of dreaming
I awaken to what is real,
again and again, dreaming
that everything that has been
has been but a dream of separation
on a journey always coming home.
Layer upon layer these dreams
have built into lifetimes,
each filled with relationships
as real as can be,
but never as real
as what actually is.
In every dream I wander,
the grief of loss and separation
marking each step
that defines a life,
heart broken at the core,
recognized only in the reunion.
And yet, still I know I dream,
a dreamer outside the illusions
habitually spun,
knowing that someday
I will awake at last
and this too will be a dream.
(2/4/24)
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