Lucidity

It's eerily quiet, yet peaceful.
The spectral forms of thought sit around me.
No noise or clamor--only silence.
(Only thoughts. Only me.)

Here is a haven for broken people.
The astral lights sooth the free.
No noise or clamor--only silence.
(Only thoughts. Only me.)

Odd to be so powerful.
The Lucidity has Awakened me.

Reviews

[Liam Nealey]

Nice! A poem about lucid dreaming. I like the repetition.