1. Passing through the stream in slumber
Absorbing the entire concept asunder
Dreaming of the light to envelop
The being in which must develop
2. I am blind to the constant illusion
There is only one true resolution
To realize in full with awareness
The power within to harness
3. The lid creeps open
The light seeps through
I begin to awake to what I hold true
4. The sphere shifts away from union
Back again to the realm of chance
Am I here by choice or is it happenstance?
5. I go and be, not knowing where or who
What is it that is false or true?
6. What to do? Where to go?
What do I trust? I don’t know.
7. I stop to conclude, I have not yet awoke.
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