Whispers in the dark
Vast ocean of dreams... deep then only surface memories
maybe feelings remain
from tender to haunting...
an escape, a world to explore,...a fantasy perhaps?
it seems to last forever and others not long enough
Traveling between everywhere and nowhere
A wonder, mystery, magical lies, sweet deception, or far reaching imagination?
...our soul a Universe.
Aware of its eternity and without judgment the dreamer creates that which was dreamed.
It awakens knowing nothing and then must unlearn and shed all it is not..
its mission to remember who it really is…then it knows all...
Time an unknown all desires bring joy in being experienced.
In dreams dreamers bond and collide in a whirlwind of desires.
Space to be…
Sweet and bitter experience… we try again in a clash of dreams…
Clashing we ache but do not shatter or forever cease to be.
Over and over we awaken to be anything and anyone
a canvass to create.
Creating gives us meaning and frees us
Nothing forbidden and everything a dream….?
A place to learn, to care,...
the object of your desire within
Can you distinguish the dream from the Dreamer?
What does this evoke for you?