Dreaming the Dream of Reality

Dreams

Last night I had a dream strange as it may seem

I became aware of myself standing near a river a familiar place but simultaneously not familiar a peculiar feeling to feel

Then there it was three hooded figures in a boat lined up with unthinkable precision rowing each stroke like a surgeon’s incision

one in red one in black one in white one two three

I blinked twice oh shit rubbed my eyes unable to move

The hooded figures still in their groove now rowing sideways it would seem to me

How could that be

Suddenly I could taste the sea a salty delight I drank the sun and exploded into something that was me breathing fire and electrical rays of light

I gulped down the beams and quickly poured the moon into a glass as the most beautiful darkness began to pass over me

But I could see clearly into the never and watched the stars melt into my heart a gentle scorching sear then I saw my mind quite literally, dance away oh dear

The men in the boat simply stared a quiet stillness overflowed pouring over the side of the boat morphing into a tangible figure that seized me its hand like a cloak

Holding me on the verge then turned into a warm breeze but there was no wind only spectacular chills unraveling my self-imposed ills as if I were equipt with gills because, funnily, I found I could breathe while I thought I was submerged

Suddenly I was back in bed I tried to go back into the dream but alas my eyes opened instead

An uneasy dread as thoughts spoke to my head life is like you’re dead just hanging by a thread

Time and time again lining up for tickets to the giant merry-go-round that keeps spinning the operator grinning

But nobody is really winning running around like we’re late for an already-expired date constantly in motion chasing majestic dreams to the house by the sea

Not pausing long enough amongst the chaos

To reflect on the nature of this repetitive ride circular events history repeating always different and always the same

Ponder the silence that speaks of our impermanence here sadly our hearts were never something to fear