It was just a dream
or so it seems
my life unfolded within seconds
revealing the truth and essence
of my purpose in the world
the nuggets and pearls
I was supposed to leave like the trees
leave leaves on the ground to be swept by the breeze
and so it seems this divine moment was just a dream
that clarity I just felt revealed something unseen
by all humans except me and so it seems
that this divine moment, one that was so potent
and so real to me, revealing the purpose of my is
nothing more than to dream and so it seems I'm 
nothing but a dreamer dreaming inside a dream
I don't really exist and so it seems I can do nothing 
but be nothing, hear nothing and see nothing
since I'm just a dream and so it seems that this 
divine moment where my awareness seems to 
be split by the seams as this divine consciousness
plants the seeds that I, myself am just a dream and
so it seems I can do nothing but exist inside this 
dream within a dream within a dream within a dream.