White Noise Dreaming


A soft, lulling trickle in the night
Causes my mind to lift and rise,
Drawing me to a different realm
Where I float in endless skies.

I traverse the galaxies
And see sights still unseen,
Partaking in hidden realities,
And meet where all of time convenes.

There, I pause and quiet comes,
My mind at rest,
My body done;
Lifetimes in brief moments compressed.

Under the darkened skies
With its speckled shining lights,
My spirit resets
And prepares for tomorrow's delights.

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