River of Sleep

Drifting endlessly,
On waves of dreams, on rivers, on streams,
Steered by currents unperceived,
So relieved, yet so deceived.

Content in sounds of winds that weep.
That weep.
Content in sounds of sleep.
In sleep,
You find you can believe,
So relieved, yet so deceived.

Your mind plays host to your own being,
So alien and so unseen.
Unseen because you can't conceive,
It's just a dream.
You've been deceived.
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Posted: Nov 2013
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