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Imagine not ever having to imagine any more,
or wanting to sleep just so you can dream...escaping to that absolute existance of completeness, into the arms of love.
I have often wondered if I might fail to recognize it if it ever came to me again...would it pass me by because I wasn't paying attention? would I stand in awe, breathless at how beautiful it would be or fall down on my knees...thankful that I didn't have to be out there any longer?
my greatest fear is waking up to find that I am still searching....and you still havn't found me....
still lost in this masquerade.