When I close my eyes
there’s something there
in the not-so-dark
with me.
There’s something in my mind
besides me.
I believe
that there is a place
that I have seen
in dreams;
extra-dimensional,
but it is still me.
At least,
that’s how it seems.
Tell me reality
is only what I see.
Tell me a fine lie
about time and I’ll believe
I have lost my mind.
Outside of me
what I see
is an illusion
maybe I’m confusing
the day for my dreams.
I guess we can’t say
how all these things relate.
Even our bright minds
gasp and bloviate.
In the night time
they find their minds awake
within a new world.
A place our mind creates,
or just another state?
Behind all our eyes
there is no darkness,
only the light shining
from the farthest stars
of our inner universe.
Is it truly ours?
Does it exist
in our waking hours?
Is there a place
where we slip in
between the days?
Is there an emergency escape?
Is this madness,
or is there another way?
I guess we’ll find out some day.
I know we’ll find out
one day.
We’ll go with one eye open
to the other place.
HG – 2017
