In the mirror world of sleep Lies the realm of our dreams The ethereal world That never sleeps
And there Everyone talks A million different people And all your friend A n endless conversation Love Compassion And understanding
Always someone there And never ignorance Old faces New faces No need to fear Or hurt Everyone open And mean what they say Not just after your money And an easy lay
No need to hide Or build a wall behind the veil In the world of sleep More alluring than It's physical reflection Then the dreams want you More than the world So begins the endless dream
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Posted: Jul 2016
About this poem:
A companion piece to 'the great silence of Earth'... it speaks of the 'mirror' world that the ethereal world of our dreams represents, where people talk for real, never abandon you, never are ignorant to you, and is our own personal paradise... and how, as one becomes older, the dreams become more alluring than the physical world, until, eventually, we choose not to return from the dreamscape world...
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hopeless dream of a lingering look
wide smiles and the lying eyes
lie which hurts always