I wake up in the morning..
And wonder wherever I have been
Where did my dreams take me away
To magic places, hidden by day
What may I have seen there
That I would feel this way
upon waking to a sunlit dawn
A semblance of some majesty
that now to me is gone
thus from reality we stray
In sleep to magic, hidden places
Far away from here
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Author:
Severus Alexander (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 28th, 2016 08:20
- Category: Reflection
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Outstanding Severus. I love the way you question the happenings in the world of Morpheus. They could indeed be majestic for a certainty. Bravo!!
Thank you, Seeker.
I appreciate your thoughts...
What is solid, physical, will never cause me to question my dreams; they are purely ephemeral, and in a sense, are the purest experiences which I will ever have.
However, sometimes, in that mysterious, strange and beautiful place between dreaming and waking, the whispers of the unconscious mind can provide those subtle, precious fragments of insight into life, and interaction, for which I seek by day, but almost never seem to find.
A dream is one of the few places where a thought can make a wish come true.
I have the most lovely dreams~
They contribute a great deal to what inspiration I have to write poetry.
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