If life is just a passing dream
Then what are those that I dream at night?
And what about those I see with open eyes?
Probably they are little sparks
In a speck of flame
Both are there
One inside the other
Just a matter of time
They are there
But of course ending
Both are dying
As a flash of light they say
Your whole life is played
Again at the time
When time stops on You
Death they name it
The End, No More.
How silly!
Indeed it’s a new start
When Your’s is left behind
But You move on
To a new dream
To dream more dreams
To claim new me and mine
But the same old, yet ever new, ‘I’
Dreams are all but imagination
Speculation,
Anticipation of all categorized as desires
It needs correction, projection in a new direction
For the insatiable desires to reach perfection
That is to say, complete satisfaction
But in dreams is it possible?
I doubt
So, let the dreams end!
And reality begin.
Where there is no more false connections
Where life is not a passing dream
A once-upon-a-time story
But the eternity
On the other side of salvation
Where darkness ends
With trance and illumination
For that reality
I shall dream
With these sleepless eyes
Need to want some rest
From this endless journey
Soon enough before this dream ends
Shall I prepare to open my eyes
Dream shall I no more
Reality for all I seek
Amen
