A Dream

I dreamt I was walking in the woods, watching a stream wind through fallen leaves.

The stream sparkling here and there, where the moon found a gap to light.
The foliage allowed the moon to peep, thus lighting and showing the way.
Flowers on the path colors so perfect a little bit more, a little bit less, would diminish it's beauty from the rest.
Far away from the din and clamor, of human dwelling, the silence creates a peace so profound, that feels a bit unreal even to the dreaming mind.
Self-centered in the waking hours, imprisoned in a feeble mind, here in the dream world one with nature and close to eternity.
I fear waking the slow shaking bringing back the senses to reality.
Will I be able to carry the feeling the dream created in the harsh reality of life?

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