INTERPLAY

In the mirror of the midnight mind, I see my second face arise The dreamer walks where daylight dies, Through corridors of silver skies. I am awake, but I am sleeping, I am the watcher, I am the weeping. Interplay, between the worlds, Where fire and water twist and swirl. One man breathing, one man gone, Spirit dancing where the flesh can’t belong. I dive through smoke into the other skin, The wind remembers where I’ve been. Shadows whisper names unknown, Calling me back to the spirit zone. I ride the serpent of my thought, Between the seen and the never caught. Interplay, the waking trance, Two lives locked in a mystic dance. Dreams unfold the secret play, The mind burns night into day. In the room behind the sun, I met myself He smiled, he turned, He said, “You are the dream I dream.” The soul is a coin, two sides spinning, One for the living, one for the beginning. Interplay, between the eyes, Where truth and illusion harmonize. Spirit rising, body still, Meet me there beyond the will. Interplay… Interplay…