In Sleep Poem by Laurence E. Bourke

In Sleep

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In sleep, in sleep, I wander deep,
Into minds un-ego’ed keep,
And swim in thoughts
And swim in dark,
To where all source of thoughts embark,

In sleep, in dreams, I saunter slow,
To where all conscious things must go,
And ramble on
And tumble down
And aim for something bright below,

I turn, I flow, through golden veins,
Connected to all other brains,
With every move
I touch the great,
The one connected living state,

In here, this here, I feel at peace,
As though all forms of doubting cease,
And this is me,
The brightest me,
The central source indefinitely,

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Cúcídh Mac Cuagh 01 April 2010

Excellent poem. It makes one want to sleep and dream and write an inspirational piece such as this. Well done!

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Gul naz 04 July 2009

it's such a soft rhythmical one.................

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Raj Arumugam 05 June 2009

Laurence, this poem reveals your fantastic ability at creating excellent and appropriate rhythm: In sleep, in dreams, I saunter slow, To where all conscious things must go, And ramble on And tumble down And aim for something bright below,

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Maya Garza 05 June 2009

'And ramble on And tumble down And aim for something bright below' This really reminds me of Hamlet's speech, 'For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause.' Beautifully written, vivid imagery, and a true sense of hopefulness within your words. :)

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