13 2016 Dec

I’m Only Sleeping

Where do we go
When our eyes close
and we surrender?
Part of us
swirls down an abyss
Another carries on discreet
in a magical ether of calm

In movies, sleep is a place
where battles rage endless
There are challenges we encounter
on our journey
to the light of morning

Are our dreams
A form of semantics?
To be decoded and understood?
When we snooze does our consciousness
dwell in another dimension?
While our breathing may be steady
The thread of memory is erased
When the ego goes asunder
Where does it roost?
Is there a connection
between dreams and reality?
Does one influence the other?
Are our nighttime adventures benign?
Is DMT not present in twilight?
Electrical pulses or divine intervention?