Stuff and Nonsense by Rani Kaye
(formerly known as “Mystic Poet”):
This should be a cozy haunt:
Up and down the stairs I jaunt.
If I try to walk away,
I’ll find I’m asleep, and stay.
If I try to reach “awake”
I’ll discover my mistake:
(Flying through here in the rain …
Lightening out my window pane …
Pelting teardrops o’er my head;
I am really still in bed!)
Have you ever dreamed you waked?
Took a walk, and couldn’t shake
Some fool notion you’re not there
But asleep in bed, somewhere?
If you do, just say a prayer!
And your spirit will recover;
Leaving dreamland, find the other
Place that is your true abode
(While the shades of death withhold
Your existence from the sky …
In determined steps to try
To remember on which day
You assumed a shell of clay,
And were bound by time and space
To exist in but one place
Until time and space shall end —
Then you get to fly again!)
— Poem by Rani Kaye, all rights reserved