Real but not seen
Here but not happening,
Forever has been
Into this absence,
Two had but strayed
Retracing in circles,
They surrendered, dismayed
Behind them, darkness
Ahead, the unknown
So they stood, uninvited
... But the roots had grown
An error, a tangent
A curious mind
An instant, a lifetime
A secret to find
The dream and the waking
Occurring together
Realising, then
That it mattered not whether
Imagined movements
Near shimmering webs
The Nightfall descended
To rest by their heads
Their feet planted firmly
'Neath four darting eyes
With pupils dilated,
They counted the sighs
Their legs fading into
A curding moss
Their lungs slowly filling
With decades of loss
That scent form the forest
Not taking, not giving
They knew only this —
Not buried, not living
Their stagnating veins
Now hidden from view
In skin for the willow
And bone for the dew
The dream and the waking
Ending together
Understanding then
It had not mattered, ever
Silent but distant, Real but not seen Here but not happening, Forever has been Into this absence, Two had but strayed Retracing in circles, They surrendered, dismayed Behind them, darkness Ahead, the unknown So they stood, uninvited ... But the roots had grown An error, a tangent A curious mind An instant, a lifetime A secret to find The dream and the waking Occurring together Realising, then That it mattered not whether Imagined movements Near shimmering webs The Nightfall descended To rest by their heads Their feet planted firmly 'Neath four darting eyes With pupils dilated, They counted the sighs Their legs fading into A curding moss Their lungs slowly filling With decades of loss That scent form the forest Not taking, not giving They knew only this — Not buried, not living Their stagnating veins Now hidden from view In skin for the willow And bone for the dew The dream and the waking Ending together Understanding then It had not mattered, ever Explain Request ×
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