By: Yue Xing Yitkbel **** Friday, May 22, 2020 Originally written in Chinese on: Wednesday, May 20, 2020
I had a whimsical dream I dreamt the entire universe Its truth revealed to me: The giant beekeeper’s keep The “cosmic ant-farm” indeed But the ants are not we The dormant ants and bees They are the celestial entities We are but their dreams-
The dust dreams it is an ant The ant dreams it is a bee The bee dreams it is a glowworm The glowworm dreams it is a star The star dreams to be the universe The universe dreams to be the creator, The creator dreams-
We We are the stars’ dreams We are the bees’ dreams We are the ants’ dreams Unbind by ashes and dust We still roam on eternally From innocent morning To wizened even We live eons through fleeting dreams Fall at nightfall Awaken when awoke Traversing the endless Living the eternal Eternal endless dreams
The wayward soul that is me Hovering above our universe Sweeping the clusters of heavens That are mere dust, ants, and bees Yet the Keeper allows me to be To take in the love that fills me To experience, to see, in totality The true greatness of Him And our humanity.