rêver

I’m always dreaming,

dreaming of an elusive future
or altered presence.

The harmonies of synths
create the soundtrack
for my dreamlike haze.

Swirls and sparkles
of unknown ethers
dust my perception.

When nighttime comes,
I enter that unknown world
where the line between reality
and the imagined
is blurred.

During the day,
I reach for that which feels like
walking the tight line
between the divine
and the mundane.

I’m always dreaming.