the dream of life


I took myself back to the dream of life,

stretched far, its fingers waving in the wind,

loose and without direction.

I have miles to tread.

Un-perturbed this journey beckons.

I took myself back to the dream of perception,

and stared at the image, amidst colour and sky,

my outline impatiently waiting for content,

unaware of a design delicate or dragged.

I took myself back to the dream of ambition,

saw mountains and rivers and walls to climb,

I felt in my breath and counted my heartbeats,

pulled knots as i undid restrictions.

I took myself back and recalled all the tears,

sent down from a universal reasoning,

to test the endurance i had been gifted at birth.

I walked through the storms , through the mud.

I took myself back to the dream of life,

and saw the child smiling with excitement,

she shouts but I answer too slowly.

She will not listen,

a tiny speck, a spell, upon a universe,

beyond a universe.

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