The Latest Theory On Dreams Poem by Subrata Ray

The Latest Theory On Dreams.
From the submerged black-hole rises the soul,
When the Conscious in sleep retires,
And the quantum waves from Unconscious caves,
Jump, liberating liquid sprinkle of fire.

Ten trillions or more enough is the invisible inner realm,
Photonic sparks, neuronal larks chorus there the silent psalm.
The past of the mind retains behind as the angle or ghost,
The id and ego all forgo, and the awaking present boasts.

Genetic- fossils involuntarily rill from the infinite,
And fragments of thought- image from hidden case,
Bloom and flash on the mystic glass of the mind.
In light and shade, the super conscious bed winks,
And from the grandest whole, peep the moles,
And pass over the conscious sensory.

Freud, Bergson, Adler, and Carl Jung,
Upon the unconscious reality have ever sang,
But between casual reverie and deep meditation,
The abstract truths of dreams hang.