Dreams
Dreams of an individual Can break his soul If he is unable To understand them The words that he hears The colors that he sees Are filled with mystery Because he is unable to perceive He searches his mind The unconscious world There are too many sides Vast deserts far and wide Why does he search? What is the need? Is it an infatuation? Or, is it greed? A glutton for knowledge Knowledge of the unknown Knowledge found through dreams But, with open eyes, soon forgotten Why is it so? Shouldn't he see? The words and sounds That we never perceive The Lord says, "No! Don't look for such things, For if you see it You won't be among the living." He says, "I still want to see, For I am blind with open eyes, But I will be awake Dreaming with my eyes closed." The Lord allows him to live the dream Seeing the heavenly colors Hearing the blissful music Never having to open his eyes "Are you satisfied?" asks the Lord "Yes!" the man answers "But...