Dreams
camouflage time
in the magic
of sleep
Taking
us inward
with messages
deep
Dreams
are a bridge
crossing
into the light
Where words
become tokens
of eternal
— delight
(Dreamsleep: September, 2026)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Comments3
much enjoyed
Much appreciated.
most welcome
How true Gray I have had dreams where I spent days, weeks, months to awaken it being only a few minutes latter. Inexplicable to me but real none the less. A wonderful write my friend.
If only we could stay there, and then maybe we do.
Maybe
Well, Kurt...now I want to go back to sleep and see what I missed. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
'Pleasant Dreams'
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