Lucid Dream


One evening I was walking in a misty dream,
time passed by slowly
as if it were my breathing
keeping up with the mist around me.

Like a dragon breathing
its belly growing and then collapsing
with each intake of breath.

The night followed behind me,
my footfalls echoed
through the chamber walls of this dream.

I became a ghost to my senses,
and an unknown creature
living within my thoughts.

Slowly I became real to myself,
as time woke me from this lucid moment.

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