The dream is suffering*
A dream in one's mind's eye arises
Faint illusions not allowed for the wisest
Holding on in anticipation with cause to seek
Pulling further away in temptation to peek
The anchor has bound the being to the stake
Ignorance is bliss and hard to break
One does not realize where they are and who as well
No outside influence can murmur a sound to tell
So then the being suffers into each moment for something to be sought
But look again where they are in temptation a lure to be bought
There is nothing in an external that ever can bring oneness to be
The mind chasing itself in its bondage never to be free
Dom*Colucci © 2023
