Slumber

drifting through a kaleidoscope of two worlds as one 
the troubles you live and the life that you want
light lays on your lids but your eyes are blind
but open to a world that like gold dust shines,
an eagle before you that a lullaby calls
it’s bird-wings stretch like imagination, and soars
so you feel most alive when into slumber you fall
to live in a dream you have yet to before

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