In my dreams,
A person appears,
A character that acts,
One who fears.
The one who’s involved,
I remain unmoved,
I am the dreamer of my dreams,
It is only the character the scenario behooves.
I have spectacular adventures,
I feel it when I fall,
I speak with others,
I feel enthralled.
All the colors,
The fantastic lights,
All the sounds,
Wild sights.
Unbeknownst to me,
I feel I am the person in the dream,
But I cannot be found there as an object,
I am the observer forever unseen.
I am seeing clearly now,
When I am awake,
The same illusion is occurring,
Identifying myself with objects is the mistake.
For I am the eternal subject,
Who cannot be seen,
I remain unborn and deathless,
Untouched, serene.