The mid summer noons dream...

I see,
a vivid dream,
the angry sea,
the sea monster.

The sound comes from within me,
from my mind,
that maddening noise.

That palace,
palace seen again and again,
each time I sleep in my den.

In the stillness of my body,
shut are my eyes,
my body's as passive as can be,
the true activity's in my mind.

Eyes shut,
vivid dreams,
eerie dreams,
what are they dreams trying to say to me?

I'm not here,
in the wilderness of the forest,
near a placid lake
then something mysterious follows me,
I've seen my mystery.

I run,
run so fast,
I have no weapons except my speed,
how long will I last?

Finally I see the beach,
the wide blue sea,
that mystery was me.

I see,
a vivid dream,
a mid summer noon dream,
my queer noon dream.

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