Dreams
We are our dreams
doubts and fears
flicks of escape,
a spirit that recalls
and schemes to move
on
Prophets say, “we sleep,
and many know not they
are dead”
impressed, our memory of
cells, a labyrinth of physical
bondage till the soul realized
Freewill~ illusion of embodied
consciousness….
Copyright © Joe Dimino | Year Posted 2023
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