William Michaelian

Poems, Notes, and Drawings

All a Dream

I’d just gone to bed, and taken a slow deep breath,

Whereupon, without a single thought, I, or someone, said, This is all a dream.

Another breath — and, with an almost overwhelming sense of gratitude,

I closed my eyes, and fell immediately to sleep.

And so it is.

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Categories: The Art of Being

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