The task
A dream or a vision
Not knowing here I stand
But surely I know
That the answer lies inside
From the beating of the drum
To totally silence
Floating around with no eyes,
no voice and totally deaf
Waking up
inside a train of dreams
Looking out the window and see the remaining
of my own crumbling world leaving behind
A fire inside make it accelerate
through time and space
and I see myself blowing around
like a new day of spring.
The broken dreams I left behind
Only new ones are on my mind
Passing yesterday, today and tomorrow
I find the lost and hidden trace
Sitting inside the train of dreams
I know, the day the fire bursts
From inside my body out through the chest
I will be ready standing but scared ass hell.
Something big is waiting inside the light
Not knowing really what
But the fire inside seeks towards the light
And finally I must face the task
it is a passage and much like a door
I shall loose myself
and become spirit
once more.
Thank you W
for opening the ancient time-gate.
Your Poem was splendid and knowing.
today