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At the Entrance to Motionless Dreams
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Dreams – the fish’s tail crossing a beating heart
The swaying eyelashes of mind look up at the changing world
Hope, it comes like a dragonfly’s wispy turn,
Forever, with new born eyes, and hearts and minds
To zigzag like we have done before
In secret, the thoughts of golden doves
The mysterious and the fantasies
Never truly comprehended only searched for –
The windmill in our heads which floods us with
Subjective sensations peculiar to human consciousness
The harvests of salt and flesh, green and opulent
Like the sea’s power to haunt, like the night’s mighty embrace.