How often do I really break through the dream?
I challenge timidly, dreading its collapse.
I seek answers to questions within its own thin limits.
I rephrase its concepts and tell myself, "Ahhh, new thoughts!"
I run fast and find myself where I began.
How can I be content—not viewing reality?
I can't.
BEGIN. Remove one brick of the dream's narrow room,
And catch a glimpse of the infinity beyond.
