REM
There is a phase between sleep and wake,
Where the liqueur of life is brewed.
A world of possibility -
Free from the chains of madness awake
There is a well of pure conceit -
Where the only truth is now.
Powered by a beating heart,
the electricity of a soul -
Assembled by a hand unseen -
The author of it all
Drink deep, travelers, from this spring
Drink deep , drink deep.
Doug Palmer September 2010
Posted over on Feel Free to Laugh
Listed as #72 in Magpie Tales 31
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