In the realm where dreams entwine,
A tapestry of the subconscious, so divine.
Lucid whispers call in the night,
A dance of shadows, a waltz of light.
Reality, a veil so thin,
Within the dreams, a world to begin.
Awake within the slumber's keep,
In the realm of the mind, secrets seep.
Ethereal landscapes, vast and grand,
Crafted by the dreamer's hand.
A palette of colors, vivid and bright,
Painted by the mind in the quiet of night.
Reality's grip starts to wane,
As consciousness, dreams gently detain.
A mirror reflects a surreal face,
In this lucid world, a boundless space.
Through the corridors of endless time,
Lucid dreams weave a paradigm.
Awakening within the dream's embrace,
A voyage through the limitless grace.
In the garden of the subconscious bloom,
Echoes of reality and fantasy loom.
A symphony of the mind, melodies stream,
In the sacred dance of the lucid dream.
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Mason Darnielle
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Incredible work! Well done!
Wow, this a wild poem.
Getting a psychedelic feeling from this!