Everdream Beyond our dreams and our farthest thoughts, in a gentle rain, fall the seeds of God. From an ageless realm, as they swirl to Earth, as we fear death, do they fear birth?
Everdream Is it fear they feel, as the time draws near, and the sap of union disappears? When their hues grow dim and wings turn brown, is it fear they feel when they drift to ground?
Everdream As they fall asleep and merge, unseen, with their mother's beat, do they still dream? Through fetal eye, what can they see? With mortal mind, where's reverie?
Everdream Do they miss the bliss of the joy of One? Less eternity, do they feel undone? On their passage here to a life on Earth, as we fear death, do they fear birth? /TKT