Sleeping

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The spirit gathers in my thoughts
And my soul becomes as endless as time
This gathering becomes consciousness
And this consciousness becomes mind
A river filled of the ships of dreams
And rafts of fleeting thoughts
And thoughts of fleeting things
Stretching without end
And spilling into a sea of light
And beckon an end
With emotion and knowing
The feeling deepens
And I realize that this river is flowing
And I realize that the consciousness is still growing
And I realize that I am sleeping...