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While I slept the world changed As the day broke so did my consciousness What to awake to out of so many fates? To arise to hope or plunge to despair? And what to the dawn did my slumber unveil? A world as different as the mind has thoughts What did I form by my wandering imagination But a new world changed not only in thought But transformed into a new existence While I slept, the world not only changed, but I knew, so had I For the third eye saw the dawn and gently wept away its conception Man has the world and slumber the night How I make this new day is up to my will and creativity A new day or a new way of dreaming? Only the unconscious knows and it remains chaste and reticent While I dreamt a new existence was formed and dashed a thousand fold New wonders rose and fell as the crashing of a galactic tide All oblivious to this I sighed and tossed in reverie The eye was blind but the soul ever glimpsed a fleeting fate Formed by the gossamer wings of fancy and erected into something more Capriciously I awake to a world not only changed on the outside But altered in precept in the core of what makes me internally whole.
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May 15, 2014
May 15, 2014 at 3:03 PM UTC
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While I slept the world changed As the day broke so did my consciousness What to awake to out of so many fates? To arise to hope or plunge to despair? And what to the dawn did my slumber unveil? A world as different as the mind has thoughts What did I form by my wandering imagination But a new world changed not only in thought But transformed into a new existence While I slept, the world not only changed, but I knew, so had I For the third eye saw the dawn and gently wept away its conception Man has the world and slumber the night How I make this new day is up to my will and creativity A new day or a new way of dreaming? Only the unconscious knows and it remains chaste and reticent While I dreamt a new existence was formed and dashed a thousand fold New wonders rose and fell as the crashing of a galactic tide All oblivious to this I sighed and tossed in reverie The eye was blind but the soul ever glimpsed a fleeting fate Formed by the gossamer wings of fancy and erected into something more Capriciously I awake to a world not only changed on the outside But altered in precept in the core of what makes me internally whole.
I like this Piece I think it does a good job of describing how change effects us
#life#change
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SaintOzzsaw
May 15, 2014
May 15, 2014 at 3:03 PM UTC
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