Dream of Ages

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Wandering through millennia, birth after birth, directionless, but carrying on

Don't know what my goal is, don't know what I am searching for.

I am waking up from my dream of ages, still a little groggy, trying to make sense of it all.

Trying to find my purpose, trying to understand the grand scheme, to be finally fully awake. 

What is my goal in life? Why should I be awake? What is to be desired? What is to be achieved? 

Who is the dreamer? In whom is the dream? Who is the witness? What is a dream? 

Who knows I was dreaming? Who remembers what I saw?

Who knows I am awake now? Who knows the present is not a dream?

I pray I fully wake up some day, I pray I find what I am looking for

I pray I understand what is to be desired, I pray I know what is to be achieved.

I pray I understand who is praying, I pray I know whom I am praying to.

I pray that my prayers reach the One who is listening, to the One who gives me my dreams.






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