Soul Rising

Truth be told, it's all a dream

Beliefs aren't always what they seem

Your soul straddles the line between

Two worlds: the seen and unseen

When the mind spins off into lies

Beguiled by a wolf donning a sheep's disguise

Pulling down the wool over your eyes

Obscuring clarity, rendering decisions unwise

On and on and on it goes

Plunging you deeper into the darkest of throes

Suffocating, inundating, humiliating

The dream is now a nightmare in the making

But from this death-like depth does the soul rise

Surging through with light studded armor to advise

To awaken from the dream, breaking sensory chains

See without sight, feel without touch, know without thought

To discern what goes and what remains