Lucid dreaming

Slipping into sleep, we see the tumbler fall, poised in stillness, remaining fully aware, surfing astral realms, standing within them tall, single eye seeing through illusions threadbare, whence we pause flow of thought causing this dream squall, that Self as living light, with God’s love may pair. We then come back the way we went, stage by stage, as begins a new day in mind-body cage.