What is it like

to wake up from your musing

to find the mist clearing up before your eyes

and see glimpses of the world beyond

What is it like

to stand at the edge of a dream

to discover that reality looks somewhat familiar

because you’ve seen it in your sleep

What is it like

to realize that talks of changing the world in times past

are not so far-fetched after all

and your hands can seize and mold the presence

What is it like

to awaken with a thrill in your heart

to feel its reverberation in your soul

and find that these are the days

when life is better than dreams

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