And the forest grew thicker
With each step that I took,
And the howling grew deeper
Of the ghosts and the wolves
As I danced off the path
With my eyes on the moon,
Wild with joy, full of fear,
Not sure whether blessed or doomed;
/
When night clouds hid the moon
From the eyes of my mind,
I reached into my chest,
And my heart as a light,
Beating loud, burning bright,
I took into my hands –
And it showed me the forest
Like no other light had;
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When the first morning rays
Touched the leaves of the trees
In the forest of time,
Which had enchanted me,
I remembered myself
And walked back to my world,
But since that night I know
What’s a dream, and what’s not
Then you have gain more knowledge than many…who continue to be unable to differentiate a dream from a nightmare.
Thank you for reading! I hope you have been well, my friend!