In My Dreams I have spent incalculable hours incarcerated in the most ancient of places
Deplorable conditions in which to survive challenged the most worthy of transgressors
Safety was nonexistence unless one’s will emphatically denied that same right to another
Yearning to be released from a thousand dungeons was my quest for years In My Dreams
In My Dreams I have been tormented and annoyed by the unrelenting cause of tortures
An assumable and constant flow of simulated and supposable guile disquieted my mouth
Riddance of this malady attempted by the forceful removal of handful after handful failed
In my mouth was the like of coffee grounds; to rest or relax was impossible In My Dreams
In My Dreams I have faced a thousand foes in battles deplorably vicious but none ever died
Seemingly all regenerated into the next demon or animosity of challenge for the next time
Escape was always possible when the odds changed and as soon as I called a certain name
Yet the enemy’s familiarity returned for years from the natural field of battle In My Dreams
In My Dreams I was chosen to travel from world to world and compare the change to here
Marvelous occurrences and too-strange-to-describe festivities were unlocked to my view
My passage was both noticed and ignored by some but certainly not all that I encountered
Dialogue and language stayed contingent with the dimensional place of visit In My Dreams
In My Dreams I have passed through my past and gone ahead of those here and long gone
Monitoring movements of spiritual perceptibility that kept them all in a quagmire of doubt
Glimpsing the future I was forced to visit the past and learn hope to resolve the unresolved
Still … the lessons accepted, and challenged to be acceptable linger to linger In My Dreams
In My Dreams I have been carried aloft to the most arcane mystery schools in the universe
To languish for my eventual time of admittance with the proper garments of merit worn
The reason for my meandering and privilege to explore was merely to see their existence
Where candid answers are as one’s ability to digest the currency of thought In My Dreams
In My Dreams I have been helped and hindered by angels from both sides of center’s path
Revelatory assistances are made in partiality and insisted to be the full unadulterated end
Effectual changes facilitated by causal issuances rapidly race by the simple and the foolish
By my faith and study I continue search for a less perilous passage through … In My Dreams
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Poem #94 | Written December 25, 2014
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