I would incarnate the eternity;
Inside the dreams after wakening,
As the pieces left in the trance;
Will not last long for cradling.
I heard that there are many worlds;
Trapped in between those dreams,
Where I can close my eyes to the darkness;
And look at the light within.
It’s a wonder to have nothing;
And also, everything on the same plane,
I wish I could live forever in the fragments;
Of whatever the snoozing dreams remain.
But it’s momentary like the life itself;
And took its last breath on the pyre of a yawn,
With a wipe over the weary eyes;
Into reality, I am drawn.