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