What is it that calls forth
embarrassed uncertainty
when inside we stretch to
extend our narrow sense
of self?
A meditative leap into a state of maybe,
beaten back
into the spirit’s self constraint?
Which harbors pretense;
Wherein lies the danger?
The dream state, more permissive,
Offers refuge to those
Wandering familiars
Who beckon.
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