Sweet dream

I remember most of my nightmares, rarely do i remember my good dreams. i had a sweet dream of love and now it’s going, going, gone, and because it was sweet i woke up and now it’s losing its power, the memory of it is fading away.  i have a glimpse now of true love, love that lets love go, love that does not attach, love that is aware of true beingness. thank you, sweet love.

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