Merging
Strange it now seems (in my eighth octave) Cogitating While both sleeping And awakening Appears more and more A seamless continuum
Waking put aside The strange Subconscious Imaginarium In favor of (an almost) Redeemed rationality
So quite different From an earlier age When what was dreamt Was in great part A mismatch construct To reality
Now all this Has gradually changed And there is Less to be sure about That which ‌Is which?