The Poetry Of Tao Writer – To Dream

We don’t learn the word ‘dream’ by being shown a dream, the way we learn the word ‘apple’ by being shown an apple.

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Tao Writer (April 17, 1948 -)

To Dream

I sit up startled, curious,
wondering how I arrived
in that world from this one,
and back into here from there.
The transition was so easy.
like falling asleep, requiring
no secret key or sacred word.
In my dream, the ocean
dreams of being the sky and
I dream I am everything.
In the morning, The ocean awakens

into her dream, and I into mine.


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