Mysterious dreams

My soul guides me through in tranquil… Instill hopes from fear and cognizance


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Every time I wake up with dreams

my consciousness stretches beyond

this body and mind

Yes, I live in two-dimensional paradigm

From a spiritual realm to this mortal world

Though mysterious than a mycelial network

My soul guides me through in tranquil

Instill hopes from fear and cognizance

From human’s dementia

Of confused mind full of anxiety

Science may called it data dump

Or useless memories as such

Scientists still seeks to interpret

Infinite symbols of dreams

As they invoke feelings perplexed

Without much dreams our sleep be

More serene and our nights be quieter

But our minds would not be as rich

Nor our brains as nimble

Or our wishes so often fulfilled — if

Only in vivid fantasy

As my ethereal soul shepherded along

I find clarity in my mysterious dreams.

First Published:Jan. 22, 2021, 2:58 p.m.

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