Contemplating a Dream

[heartfelt7]

Contemplating a Dream

I wonder if my soul still resides in the garden,
a paradise of selfless purity and grace, bliss and Love,
only dreaming this life to experience the fall
into an opposing self, a nemesis of selfishness
that seeks the knowledge of good and evil
and creates what lies on the other side of paradise.

Perhaps the me is just a momentary illusion
because it is here and gone in a moment of time,
one heart-stopping, breath-taking,
or mind-awakening moment,
when the me I see is but a part of a world
visible only in a dream of duality.

[anirbas]

So exalted and given a standing ovation, to boot!

*CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! ENCORE!*

[heartfelt7]

Wow - thanks for the read and comments. Your enthusiasm feeds my vanity, so I must be careful about what I believe (ha). I often hope this is just a dream world for there is too much horror to accept and too much beauty to believe. (There's a poem in there somewhere.)

[anirbas]

Yes, I do hear a poem somewhere in that last sentence...Perhaps, the poem is already written, sweet Dora...In your head...

"I often hope
this is just a dream world
for there is too much horror
to accept and to much beauty,
to believe..."

First line? Write it. I want to read it! lol