Dreams And Spiritual Pathfinders

It's been a while Since I stood on top of the world Not to boast and peel off my clothes But to peer into the viscera of life It's possible to stand high up in the sky And pour your soul into the bowl of existence It's through the most intense dreams That I become the filament in the sky And everything is clearly defined It's this bird's eye view of life That shapes my perspective And paves my spiritual path Dreams are not the creation of a sleeping brain Dreams are portals to the inner realms of consciousness Dreams are forever encapsulating the journey of the spirit In the stillness of the body and mind The spirit escapes its physical abode To wander into the heavens Through this out of body experiences The spirit pours its ancient knowledge Into the vessel of life It's only for those who seek after the truth Possessing the ability to unlock the realm of dreams And drink from the sacred waters of the spirit It's only those who have woken up inside a dream Embellished with the most sacred knowledge Those who have stood on top of the world Peering into the vastness of the eternal awareness They are the spiritual warriors who have opened the sacred veil of knowledge And lifted the curtain of knowing The seekers, dreamers, lovers and mystics All those who knowingly entered the chamber of mystery Not out of curiosity or selfishness But out of hope, faith and Love Those who walked the path of light And discovered the gift of dreaming They are the true spiritual pathfinders ©