Nocturnal Transmissions

we do journey on a wisp of a dream
across universes of thoughts
never explored at waking,
into realms only the inner mind
can stand and analyze,
and we are no longer human there
but dream walkers who can do
almost anything we'd like...
till the mourning calls us back
to the reality of a stiff inflexible
shell that holds us down
until we part again the following night

Reviews

[Matching Socks]

Nicely done my Minstrel friend. Your words dance across my page like a dream. :)

[Mary C]

This is so insightful and smartly written

[yuki]

really well done I love how you gave things to picture this nicely done :)

[R Smith]

oh! those astral travels in the deep of nights dreams, the longed for life of dream reality is such a pleasure to ride in, another for my library, brilliant Mr. Minstrel you sang a lovely song.