Out of the Dream, Out of the Night

Dive into the dream

Are you awake?

the edge of the dream

Slinking out of submission
sliding back in
beneath morning heavy fog
clumsily clasping hands with control
releasing into darkness
the exact moment between
awake
and asleep.
Scooping up visionary particles
glass shattering on urban street corner
songs in another tongue
laughter blends into the distant past.
Pieces of the day blurred by
pieces of the night blurred by
peace of my soul,
blurred.
Would you recognize me
in another's clothing?
Taken shape in different form?
What is done,
is undone.
Spinning out of a loop,
effortlessly folding into the dream -
its not mine,
only something I become a part of.
Sweet, joyful insanity
of a caged heart tasting freedom,
as the quiet rage
and numbness
become one.
Unraveling a single thread,
virgin eyes
steal soul glimpses
mistake planes for stars
praise Venus.
Call your own bluff,
make it real.
Forgiving the deceiver
I forgive myself -
we are,
after all,
the same.
For the first time
I feel the honest pulse
of life blood
flowing through me.
I am truth's lost gaze
enchanted by elegant mirrors
reflecting the endless beauty
of Self.
I am the tears of the earth
weeping upon the discovery
of true love.
Walking the lines between spaces,
burning down boundaries
with the flame of new life,
ripe
luscious
inspiration
of a soul on fire,
out of the dream,
out of the night.