Sunday, February 11, 2018

Jack Scott writes


There is too much in a dream 
to live with. 
There is too little in life 
to dream of. 
There is a tightrope between. 
The poet, born from a dream, 
dares not leave his tether 
or he will fall. 
The other says there is no dream 
and lives somehow. 
He too will fall. 
There is one who trembles in balance, 
but walks 
not looking down, 
or up. 
The sky moves 
and there is darkness in the pit. 
He who has the strength of passage 
has only that. 
He, too, will fall. 
The moving sky claims none of these. 
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Tightrope Walker's lucid dream -- Pabzzz

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