I drempt I was dreaming
Life was deep instrumental music
Packed full of ineffable meaning,
I was frustrated so
For all the words I wanted to sing,
But just did not know.
In my dream I awoke from the dream
Only to find
More unexplainable mystery,
As I was still in unreality within my own mind.
In my dream
I climb,
A long, long hill
At the top
All is still,
There upon resides a great mansion
Half-finished, mostly empty, undone -
Inside there is a picture
Hung on a wall, near the end of a long dark hall,
It is a picture of the entire family...
All that is missing
Is me;
I look it over, wondering why 'tis so,
And where in the world did I go?
A Voice from somewhere
Comes to me
Soft and slow
Gently singing:
' I sent you,
To bring home all the others,
Didn't you know? '
I awake with a start!
Yet, a depth of peace beyond description
Is left, ever laying comfortably
Within my heart.
Beautiful, absolutely enchanting. The way this poem is presented reminds me of Poe's poetry without the macabre feelings.
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Beautiful, absolutely enchanting. The way this poem is presented reminds me of Poe's poetry without the macabre feelings.