Look into the night, you will perceive
A world of darkness with nothing beyond
But open your mind, you will conceive
A place of plenty where body is no bond
Such is the world of the dreamer
Where the thinker wanders, the poet dwells
Where the mind acts as a spiritual redeemer
Hurdling obstacles with magic spells
Earth: bound by space
Space: bound by infinity and never
Though we must always have a place
The dreamer’s goes on forever
But though he dreams he does not sleep
Seeing well the hunter’s knife
Navigating true though in the deep
The inner world is full of life
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