.
Struggling up
from a down-low dream.
Rolling in the riptide,
breaking up with the pressure
of a cold embrace.
Meeting no resistance.
A gasp for breath
under an alien sky.
Some of us
go down for so long
we don’t know
the world when we resurface.
Some of us come up
in a different world
and don’t even notice.
Everyone who wakes,
is in a different state.
There’s never two the same.
A different space
in the universe.
Standing where no person
has stood before,
one step from here
to the unknown.
Awoke from that last dream,
didn’t you?
Came up from the bottom
to check the view.
Nothing stays the same.
Caught up in
the current push and pull.
The hands that won’t let go.
That feeling we all know
so well.
Faces just an inch
from the surface, and
we feel the panic setting in.
Fight the fight,
when you can’t run,
can’t even throw a punch.
Ensnared in a tangled nightmare,
terrorizing
as you wake.
Do you know what state,
what place,
you are in?
Never going to see this place again.
Are we still where we began?
Back to the ocean
and dream,
and wake.
You are inter-dimensional.
Sleep.
Dream.
You are so impossible.
Be
free.
There is so much to know of you
in
the deep,
the deepest parts of you.
You
are an inner,
outer space
traveller.
World builder.
Age destroyer.
Star born,
child of God.
Infinite.
Breathe.
Breathe.
And wake up, now.
.
.
DJR – 2019
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