I’ve seen too much
Things eyes shouldn’t see
Let alone gaze upon
Too late to erase memories
That never can be undone
No looking back
Hoping it was a mirage
An illusion
That will fade
And disappear
Now every other thing I see
Reminds me of it
That lingering dream
That I can ever be separate
From all else
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Author: Don Iannone, D.Div.
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Photographer, poet, teacher, complementary medicine provider, interfaith minister, and former economic developer. Holds a Doctorate in Divinity, Master of Divinity, Master of Mind-Body Medicine, and Bachelor of Arts degree in Anthropology. Clinical certifications in Reiki, guided meditation, life purpose coaching, and spiritual counseling. Author of 12 books, including two new books in the contemporary spirituality field. Learn more here.
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Poetic Alchemist 
Nasra: Yes, ride the waves. It’s the same for ALL of us. You’re a wonderful person, Nasra. Blessings!
borut: yes sir. and carlos castenada is alive and well…
A separate reality…
Thank you so much for visiting me and making sure Im well. Its been ups and downs but Im learing how to ride the waves
Polona: Thanks. Glad you did. It’s funny how some poems you start and you don’t know where they’re going. That was the case with this one.
some dreams just won’t go away… enjoyed this
Dan: Thank you. Glad you enjoyed it.
Beautiful!