Waking from Dreaming (a poem)

awake, alive
now lines divide
the sky, the sea,
eternity.
from sleep, I rise
with burning eyes.
I wait, alone,
this tomb, my own.
this cell, this time;
unreal, sublime.
I am, it’s true.
confess, are you?

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