It is a dream

A dream within a dream

Lost before awaking

Seems we are barely conscious

As the past slips away

While the present eagerly awaits its turn

and the future is the promise of both

a mist,
simply a vapour
that hovers

just
long
enough

to ponder in wonder
it’s own miraculous self
and then is scattered
by a gentle breath,
gone

A lack of understanding is almost always a failure to communicate.