Dreamlike

My fickle-minded, "dreamlike" self so says, This life, like dew-drops, here, is "unreal"; Immaculate flowers my garden bears, Few days, lo, they fade and face burial... Lustrous desires seep in me like teabags, And stir "surreal" delights in my cup; When inner integrity gets in snags, Fancies occupy my mind and puff up... Earthly life, "Trancelike", is gifted to me, Like a gift I share it so blissfully; Affections, "Shadowy" pleasures hug me, I get rid of them rather so sadly... "Imaginary" Past, present, future, Years, eras, Times, and minutes are counted; And the Earth, Fire, Water, Sky, and Ether, Seen and unseen truths and marvels measured... "Ethereal" Divine interventions, Graces and gifts poured on me heaven-like; Life born "hazy" from Spirit's loveliness, Will reach Him, most soundly and angel-like. “Then the mystery was revealed to Daniel in a vision of the night.” (Daniel 2:19) 25 May 2021 Writing Prompt - Dreamlike - Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Constance La France