What I Learnt From My Lucid Dreams

On so many nights Dreams came to visit Sneaking into our minds In the middle of our sleep Sometimes in the wee hours of the night To whisper to us To unveil the mystery of life Yet, we remain skeptical Not convinced by the persistent presence of dreams Not moved by the stories told by our dreams We remain stubborn in our beliefs Convinced that dreams are an illusion A restless brain or a biological event Dreams have tried in so many ways To give us a peep into the other dimensions To unveil our true nature To show us the way To protect us To save us To warn us To strengthen us Dreams are our Souls' only channel of existence Intruding in our well-kept physical reality Bulldozing our scientifically approved definition of life Our Souls are eager to connect with us To reveal the limitations of our physical bodies To unveil our true nature Yet, we refuse to listen We are happy to listen to science Trashing dreams Denying us of all the critical lessons Robbing us of our true selves We are half alive without dreams