Synchronicity
Waking Life
I dream of 7 truths. I can’t remember what they are.
The first 6 I already know. The 7th I know too. I have experienced all 7, but can’t remember any of them.
I awake before the 7th truth is unveiled.
Longing and sad. Fulfilled and joyous. Scared and alone. Aware and surrounded.
There is comfort in the unknown.
I dream of 3 forms.
The first 2 already have been. The first 2 always will be.
The 3rd is still a mystery. Yet I am this form forever and always have been.
Eb and flow, push and pull.
The song and dance of the tides.
I am my mother’s child but have no parents.
There is comfort in the unknown.
© S.C. Steele– 2022
Injected thoughts from a dream
