A Dream!

From the eternal satiety of wakeful slumber,
Spontaneously, arises there, a dream,
A vast varied world of beauty, limitless,
Of colors, of sounds, of lights and darknesses,
Of atoms and space, all within time!

Spun with myriads of thoughtrons,
On magic cloth of homogenous love,
Seemingly different atoms or entities,
Each feeling complete in itself,
Yet empty, wanting it knows not what!

Oh! She dreamt she were a bud on a vine,
Lo! Quickly, she transformed to a bloom,
And there she was, spreading her petals wide open,
And with her fragrance, joyfully enticing bees,
Then off dropped the petals one by one, a tiny fruit was born!

Now she dreamt of growing into juicy fruit,
She dreamt in the wondrous world around,
The magical show, how deeply engrossing,
The dream now turned so real,
While the truth retreated, forgotten!

Enjoying the playful pushes of the wind,
Drinking in the sun and the rain,
Shivering at the caterpillar a-passing,
Or smiling at the gardener in glee,
How quickly time flew on and on!

Ah, to play on, grew her desires,
To seed, set they within, and matured,
Her flesh now ripe, dream time, its wand did wave,
And she opened wide, for her time had come,
Live her progeny would, each with a dream of its own!

Now gladly, would she drop this bag of flesh,
Mission accomplished! It is high time to rest!
Every desire, every fancy has flown,
Now free of all containment, free of all bonds,
She says, “Ha Ha! It never was me!

I be unattached blissful spirit,
I am love so pure, pristine,
The silent mother of dreams,
Eternal, indescribable, infinite,
Ever content, blissful peace!”