DREAM TRAVEL 19890502

 

One night a dream came to me

An old man and he said to me

Boy, it's time you see the truth

 

I lay in bed as I started to rise

My soul suspended to my surprise

By a silver cord, the old man led me on

 

Upward through ceiling and sky

Passing worlds by and by

Faster than light, the universe was mine

 

An ancient language taught to me

Language of Thought, it was the key

Of perfection, of how to know the truth

 

Now I see death, hear its cries

Witnessing rebirth through my eyes

Secrets of the gods, become mine to pass on

 

I am no god, but I know why

We exist, why each must try

To live out our destinies, yours and mine

 

That night a dream came to me

An old man and he said to me

Now can you understand the truth?

 

Yes, my answer, and he replies

"Knowledge be your wings, wisdom be your skies

Time hath no bounds for you" and he was gone

 

That morning, fast rising was I

My soul alive, was flying high

For I had found the truth, and worlds now were mine

 

[© 1989 Joseph Wheeler, all rights reserved]

 

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