Lost in the Dreams
 
I’m still searching
for the dreams I have lost.
I have traveled through so many places,
hiked a thousand miles,
yet never found a single clue.
I wonder what it feels like
to dream with a spotless mind.
But sometimes—just sometimes—
I think I’ve found them:
in the forest filled with fireflies,
in the sunset after a long hike,
in the blue flames of Mount Ijen.
Somewhere in the garden,
I could almost feel them, distant—
but that’s enough.
I’m happy.
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