when space itself dreams
the worlds appear
and i know it seems
that you’re really here
but hold down your weeping
for we must adhere
to keeping it sleeping
or we’ll disappear
–photo by Aaron
when space itself dreams
the worlds appear
and i know it seems
that you’re really here
but hold down your weeping
for we must adhere
to keeping it sleeping
or we’ll disappear
–photo by Aaron
michaeljordahl 
I love this life – as hard as it can be for so very many – and also do not fear being woken up from, perhaps certainly someday. I think our purpose is still entirely meaningful, whosoever might be dreaming us in the meantime. Your poetry is wonderful! Thank you.
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Thank you very much!!😊
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Love your opening lines Micahael! Great poem.
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Thank you!!😀
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You are welcome!
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Love it. It’s profound.
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Thank you!!😀
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You’re welcome 😃
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What a magical idea to ponder! 🌟
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Thank you Susan!! Who knows?😀
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Is that a shooting star in that photo? ⭐🌟⭐
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No, that’s Comet Neowise!!😀
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Amazing poetry of creation , it reminds me Indian mythology that whole Creation is dreaming by universal consciousness. Love all
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I enjoy all mythologies, especially very old ones like Indian mythology, thanks, ram
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Reblogged this on ram H singhal note book.
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Thank you very much!!😁
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