Dream

- Dream that is lost- - Thy love is unceasing and timeless, Thy call is endless and implicit. Still life's sordid allegory and pain of Living drag me from thee. I heard thy call inside and outside and I hear it now. Thy call to go back to thee, to thy bosom supreme and absolute. Thou art ever with me and thy love beyond My mortal skin. The world is a festive bondage and I am lost In it. Life is a dream and I am a faithful dreamer. So poignant is thy song, so tearing it is to my being. My life is a suicide and my mind knows it well. A dungeon of chaotic pain for being away from thee. A forgotten self, once cradled to ascending Sun and slept in cooled spear of full moon's gleam. Hold my hand O my master and let me cross this ocean that robbed my proneness.