Awakened


The fingers of dawn stroked my cheek

Not yet awake pulling away unwillingly from sleep

I was caught between two worlds

The unconscious and the scent of impending reality

There were faces and places distorted yet familiar

The cool smooth feeling of the floor beneath my feet

Emotions heightened but somewhat exaggerated

Why would my mind allow me to experience this?

Am I dreaming?

Did I leave my body and go somewhere only spirits go?

My eyes flutter open yet I cannot move

I see

I hear

I am then released and sit up straight

I shield my sensitive eyes from the blinding light

 

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