Poem: Nightly White

 

(I had this dream experience a long time ago.)

 

In the morning
I fall neatly
into
my bed
from
a bright white
sphere of light

remembering
communicating
telepathically
with someone
in a language
so weird,
understanding it
in the dream
and nothing
when being
back on
this plane
here

cosmic
help from
above
the mind
is always
available
to us,
from beyond
the logic of
how on Earth
magic
and miracles
can
emerge

zik, zik

– Deelia ©

 

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