Dream #8
(for PW or M or m or all)

What is the worst that can happen?

To be surrounded by love,
To have all the joys imaginable,
Then have it all ripped away;
All things happy leave
Through pain of death,
Through anger,
Through sorrow,
Or Ignorance?

This, I do not know.

Instead, could it be
To be surrounded by love,
To have all the joys imaginable,
And not know it;
To have friends through the tough times,
Love through the sorrows,
Compassion through the worrying,
But only recognizing the phantom coldness surrounding?

This, I will never know.

May it also be
To be surrounded by love,
To have all the joys imaginable,
In daydream alone;
Where insult is forgetfulness,
The cold shoulder, a hug,
Torture, true love?

This, I wish I could know.

Surely, it must be
To be surrounded by love,
To have all the joys imaginable,
In no way at all;
Conscious of loneliness,
desperation,
fatigue,
and insignificance?

Again, I don't know.

Yet,
To be surrounded by love,
To have all the joys imaginable,
Is a simple ideal
Shared by all who desire;
It was strived for,
Is being strived for,
And will be once again,
Whether wanted or not.

This, I know.