How briefly iridescent dreams abide.
Those passing visions waking sloughs aside,
for daylight's shadows swift dissolve, glimpse fades,
So sleep, and may soft dreams be multiplied
confirming hopes which long laid in gestation
in limbo hung, suspended animation
awaiting for due season to give birth
to deeds fulfilling needs' anticipation.
Yet what from conscious spirit seems concealed
drips from fate's pen when book of life is sealed,
to ink each page or leaf as it is turned
to good or ill in karmic cards' deal field.
Dawn wings along strong song frail birds convey
to underscore dark night of yesterday
prepares tomorrow's lustre free from fears
behind the scenes which on blind mind might prey.
Use well all opportunities don't hide
self from self, from others who have tried
to undermine desire for difference
as sitting on the fence shows soul has died.
Dreams surf cross-currents, reel unwinds from real
to hasten selfless spirits who would heal
harsh wounds society inflicts, for stars
scars may replace to grace life's trace, help feel.
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