Epiphany--Love Dream Poem

Epiphany

Once upon a time I dreamed

I dreamed there was a once upon a time

I dreamed with the mind that dreams

I dreamed in the darkness of dreams

I dreamed the delusion of dreams

I dreamed I was asleep and dreaming

I dreamed a dream in the depths of a dream

Once upon a time I dreamed

I dreamed a dream within a dream

I dreamed a dream dreaming a dream

I dreamed and was lost in a dream

I dreamed a dream in a dream

of the sorrows of birth and death

I dreamed a breath outgoing

had no dream of an incoming breath

Throughout my giddy-paced time

I strutted my reason and rhyme

like a phantom floating

whisked away in a wink

from the lapis lazuli home

where life is fleeting and fragile

more flimsy

than bubbles of foam

Once upon a time I dreamed

of present mirth and present laughter

a dream of birth with no hereafter

I dreamed a dream

with the wind and the rain with hey and ho

I dreamed a dream

that that is, is - the world begun

I dreamed a dream

but that's all done a great while ago

Nam-myoho-renge-kyo

Say it again above the din the pomp and show

Nam-myoho-renge-kyo

The worldwide seekers of peace

with their bland brands

of human-ism delirium

catastrophically

underestimate

the darkness of dreams

the darkness of delusion

which manifests

in greed maddened rampaging rage

ignorance and hate

the fundamental darkness innate

as is the reality

of original enlightenment

inherent in the dreamers

who are asleep and dreaming

the dream within the dream

Once upon a time I dreamed

I dreamed I was dreaming a dream

I dreamed I had been dreaming

I dreamed of dreaming a dream

I dreamed a dreamy dream

I dreamed a dreamer's dream

I dreamed of a ceaseless self

within the self

within the self

I dreamed of my self

I dreamed I would awaken

awaken from the dream of death and birth

I dreamed I would be born and die

on an endless inner enlightened earth

Once upon a time I dreamed

I dreamed a dream of inspiration

I dreamed a dreamer's aspiration

I dreamed I would not speak

the babbling gossip of the air

I dreamed I would not write

wild words and ornate phrases

I dreamed I would borrow

the language used in dreams

I dreamed I would entice

the dreaming people to awaken

I dreamed the dreaming people

would awaken from the dream

So on and on I go

Nam-myoho-renge-kyo