Only in the Dream
Only in the Dream
By: Adam M. Snow
Deep in the forest where I lay,
In my Night's now my Day;
The reapers calling pass my ever dreams.
I dream though I am awake,
Dreaming for my siren sake.
But what of a dream:
A trifle-in our own esteem-
A journey in our visions pass,
A trial in its unobtrusive mass.
I lie here in my infinite wonder,
Lost in tranquility asunder.
Woe, woe unto me a new misgiving;
A dream now worth living.
poem by Adam M. Snow
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