This Game
this game of doubting
sleep
whether you are the butterfly
inside your dream
or the dream inside a
butterfly
whether it is you
dreaming about a butterfly
or the butterfly dreaming
about you
this game of the mind
flowering
wonders
fluttering sighs
we like it
we do not want this game stopped
because for the meantime
they make
this stay
memorable, dream and reality tugging
like a game
on the beach one summer
you and i, this dream and this reality
time and sleep
bosom and blossom
measure for measure
drag and lag
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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