Walking on Clouds

Upside down

Dream asleep

A memory

Swims in the museum

Of time

The keeper

Of thoughts

& feelings

Recorded

In every cell

Perspective

What is that?

But a projection

Of a memory

The future built

From the past

My reality

the space between

My dreaming

And the dream

And now...

Wake up

Into the space

Where I can see

And feel all at once

And realize

I have been here before

How can so many

Be living

Caged

To rules

And dogma

And religion

Not aware of who

They are

What's behind the

Thoughts

The roles

The idea of the

Stories we are to

Live

Says who?

Why don't you ask why?

Why you believe and think

What you do?

Many have no awareness

Or clue

But are just a product

Of what others

Say to do.

Hypnotized

A mind too distracted

from truth

Your soul is awake

In the dream

Saying wake up

It's not real

Wake up

Become conscious

In the dream!

Join me here

In the place Rumi

Speaks about

Between ideas of right

And wrong

It's a place

Where there

Is only song!

Cut the umbilical

Cord

To what u think is real

Once You do

You will feel

All the Truth

That has been kept from

You...

It's your nature

To see to feel to know

All that you

Have been

Will be and are...

Turn of the lights

Un plug

To see

The truth

Of your reality!

Walking on clouds

Upside down....

~Hailey Dawn Armstrong

August 18, 2014