To be a thing at all—a rock, a lizard, a human—is to be in a twist.
How thought longs to twist and turn like the serpent poetry!

"Nothing is built on stone; all is built on sand, but we must build as if sand were stone."

–Jorge Luis Borges, In Praise of Darkness

The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don't go back to sleep.

You must ask for what you really want.
Don't go back to sleep.

People are going back and forth
across the doorsill
where the two worlds touch.

The door is round and open.
Don't go back to sleep.

What does it mean to be found in a dream ?