Dreams

July 17, 2011

Once more a rush of dreams that correspond

To nothing I have known or felt before

It seems as if malignant forces try

To enter through the inner sanctum's door.

They fail, for I am undisturbed and wake

To view them as they truly are, unreal

To soul experience, but now must learn

The reason why they intrude and why I feel

When deep in sleep, uneasiness and pain

That those I love should act with venomous zeal,

Unnatural with harsh unloving word

And all the calm supporting me unseat.