Mysterious dreams

Shongminthang Haokip
Every time I wake up with dreams
my consciousness stretches beyond
this body and mind
Yes, I live in two-dimensional paradigm
From a spiritual realm to this mortal world
Though mysterious than a mycelial network
My soul guides me through in tranquil
Instill hopes from fear and cognizance
From human’s dementia
Of confused mind full of anxiety
Science may called it data dump
Or useless memories as such
Scientists still seeks to interpret
Infinite symbols of dreams
As they invoke feelings perplexed
Without much dreams our sleep be
More serene and our nights be quieter
But our minds would not be as rich
Nor our brains as nimble
Or our wishes so often fulfilled — if
Only in vivid fantasy
As my ethereal soul shepherded along
I find clarity in my mysterious dreams.