Crying out his dream
Against the deadly anger
And live forever
If our dreams come true
We walk on moss and flowers
Not booting the ground
Maybe Zhuangzi dreamt
To be a butterfly or
The just other way
To enter a dream
Or the other side of a mirror
The world behind empties
In my dream
There is this single flame
And not a scorching fire
Dreamtime
inner feelings and emotions
come alive
© Chèvrefeuille
http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.com/2021/11/carpe-diem-haiku-kai-november-2021.html
A single flame dream is better than the scorching fires of hell
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