In sleep, I am always
with others. Blessed spirits hover
over my self asleep. They softly
sing music only pure souls hear
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Yes, yes, yes, a new poem by Daniel Brick! ! ! The poet who stretches our imagination and mind! ! I must admit I am glad I do not dream of being in Hades and searching for the way out... knowing me I would have no change in my pocket to pay the boatman. 10+++++++++
Soon body and mind will surrender, and soul and heart will purify what has been and what is. This is the deepest place: a Mystery awakes and spreads through all sleepers