We are asleep Our life is a dream woven from shadows and lights
We are asleep. Our life is a dream woven from shadows and lights,
But sometimes we wake, just enough to know that we are dreaming,
Searching through the folds of the night for a hidden meaning, a calling,
We wake up tired and fall asleep restless, navigating among fading stars,
We toil under the burden of our own selves, seeking relief in the realm of imagination,
Where thoughts turn into birds flying over fields of desires,
And the soul becomes a river flowing through the valleys of endless time,
In search of a moment of clarity, a glimmer of truth in the night,
And in dreaming, we find tender wings that carry us to untouched horizons,
Where dream and reality meet in a symphony of colors and silences.
Sometimes we wake, only to remember that sleep is just another way of living,
A chaotic dance of shadows on the canvas of the mind, a labyrinth of emotions and thoughts,
And in this ephemeral awakening, we glimpse a light calling us towards dawn,
But we always return to the dream, to that realm where everything is possible and everything is nothing,
Where we find and lose ourselves, in an eternal cycle of searching and rediscovery.
Copyright © Dan Enache | Year Posted 2025
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