I slipped momentarily between two dreams;
It wasn’t painful but I was aware.
As if falling I slid between the walls;
Old and New were at the fingertips of each hand.
Struggling I ascended out of the void
Scaled one wall and rolled to safety.
But even as I stood up to continue -
Even then I was uncertain as to which one.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem