If all life is a dream, is it your dream or mine?
And why should our two worlds agree?
An answer avails if we're both The Divine,
At our source, I am you and you're me.
Though it seems that we're separate (I trust you'll concur)
It's a stretch to conceive "one great soul"--
Still, we sense there are times when our boundaries blur,
Our designs coalesce as one whole.
If together we've dreamed up this life, with its flaws
And its numberless wonders untold,
Might we rein back our species to mind Nature's laws
Who can say what new worlds will unfold?
If we own all the battles that e'er has man fought,
Are we free then to co-create peace?
If we harness the power of resonant thought,
Might we breathe exploitation to cease?
