Is this life a mere dream,
a trance of yours, of mine, a life of ours?
Is my dream just a story,
well designed by mankind?
Must we just die, then and only
to taste the fine wine of the gods?
From some deep sleep must my mind to awake?
Is my dream a divine test, another deal to fake?
Is it only my dream; or ours, this life we make?
Right or wrong, this dream’s much too real,
there is no mistake, and there is no such deal.
What are the answers?
Is truth standing naked?
Nightmares I’ve had, it’s the same for you.
Be there no gods; many, or few;
life is still true. I can feel just how real
I love this dream, in good times and sad.
Yet my time to dream has mostly gone past,
a good life I’ve had with my role in our cast.
Imagine our mysteries and mystical rants,
not like some koan or in magical chants,
Be slave to no master, to no god’s self-will.
Seek no hereafter, no heaven nor hell.
Love life right now, and be fully aware,
soon it will happen, you’re no longer there.
If only the end is all that you seek,
one you’ve not seen, but do certainly dream,
please don’t follow the alluring mystique;
as it has been, my death’s my last scene.
So now in this life, be totally free.
The best of our dream’s what we honestly see.
Imagine all life surrounded with love,
something we feel, not from above.
When life seems too dark
and the future’s too bleak,
Let’s try to imagine this dream we all seek.
I long for our times,
entwined with each other,
seeking my true-love from a Mother who cures,
where light still finds its shining way in
and there’s good in all of creatures,
as Nature herself cares for all things.
From the beginning, now near to the end,
as close as we are, with you my dear friend,
imagine us living this dream we call this life.
Now and forever, true sisters and brothers,
it’s all that we have; right here and right now,
so let’s be so kind and love all that’s nature,
and push toward each other—
All the love we can find.
By Bill Reynolds 10/23/2017
Inspired by Lennon’s, Imagine.
Supported by my afflatuses.
Learn from the past, plan for the future, live in the present.
That’s looking both ways as you mind the gaps.