Call it dreaming, although
as soon as anything is named,
it’s something other than
the actual experience.
The leaves of a tree become
a stereotypical two-dimensional
representation on naming
a living mystery “leaves of a tree.”
If the nature of dreaming
is naming, then what is naming the dreaming?
What knows the dream in a dream?
Follow that question down this whole
and catch an intuition
by its tale: I’m not my story.
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