Wake- Up Call

slow to gather my thoughts as dawn breaks awoken from a troubled sleep where monsters prowled and I hide demons of the past, demons of dimensions intermingled, momentarily, with mine fear and bravery I show sexual sirens of all shapes do tempt me cities and worlds shown too awesome for the wakened mind words of inspiration flow at the edge of wakefulness many do not take dreams as a thing of serious nature poor fools, they miss so many opportunities for enlightenment to be locked in this one dimension is the real fallacy the ultimate illusion shucking truth for hellucination reality for fantasy those who claim this is all there is see with a blinded eye turned inward those who sense the movements, unseen, about them get a glimpse of a bigger truth it's only a glimpse- a hint-a tantalizing sense- but it's existence can not be denied and all the natural wonders of earth merely hint at the wonders beyond my life, I suppose was merely an attempt to gleam this new vision and though my sight is poor, my senses are enlivened it's purely a natural progression all go through- but it's shocking to find one who's been alive so long, has but just now been awakened.