I walk a fine line between dreams and reality

so it seems that only means life leans in duality

clarity, is what I need to be freed

an idea that could grow if I dig below and plant the seed

I meditate to hydrate it so I can elevate the leaves

the thought is a tree and she’s an evergreen

no elements can kill it within its homeostasis

which takes the matrix breaks it and escapes it

  • Author: asrealastheycome (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 24th, 2023 02:27
  • Category: Spiritual
  • Views: 4
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  • sorenbarrett

    I liked the opening "I walk a fine line between dreams and reality" so true. It is matter of keeping sanity. The rest of this metaphor is wonderful and well thought out. It hangs together in a very nice piece.

  • asrealastheycome

    Thank you homie, appreciate the love & sendin it right back

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