REAL DREAMS

REAL DREAMS

We call it this
We call it that
Until we are done
With names

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on September 12, 2014, in Wee Poems and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. dawnofdivinerays

    Reblogged this on Dawn of Divine Rays and commented:
    Don’t think that we can be done with names/labels .. or else … all earth humans will be too confused with where they’re standing or living in. Namaste

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  2. Hum . . . No titles needed.

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