Zywa Dreaming my dream

I dreamt I saw the Great Soul go
               like a stray dog, truly free
She was walking down the road
               amazed at what She did see
Although her clothes once white were soiled
               her laugh was pure and gay:
Please come and walk a mile with me
               It is a lovely day!


Wait, here I come, I called to Her
               then I woke up thanks to this scream
I longed for peace to come
               and trusted that my dream
shall be dreamt by many sleepers
               at night and during the day
that they will work together
               without violence, profit or delay

I dreamt I saw the Great Soul go
               forever hearty and hale
looking out for free souls
               not sold and not for sale
And weeping softly in my bed
               I knew, I won't be led astray
I felt, from now on, from today
               She will show the way, She'll show the way


Zywa Mijn droom dromen

Ik droomde van de Grote Ziel
               verdwaald, een zwervershond
Ze was op weg en liep maar door
               verwonderd keek zij rond
Haar witte haren waren vuil
               maar zuiver was haar lach:
Kom, loop een stukje met mij mee
               het is een mooie dag


Ik kom eraan, riep ik hem toe
               ik werd er wakker van
verlangend dat er vrede kwam
               vertrouwend dat dat kan
dat steeds meer slapers mijn droom dromen
               's nachts en overdag
dat zij gaan samenwerken, geen
               geweld en winstbejag

Ik droomde van de Grote Ziel
               haar jarenlange tocht
op zoek naar vrije zielen
               niet te koop en niet verkocht
Ik lag te huilen in mijn bed
               en voelde me heel klein
voortaan, met ingang van vandaag
               zal zij mijn leider zijn


Zywa Innocent malediction

My clouds, my thoughts
my volatile innocence free
in blue, being there for a moment
as a passing question
whether the blue is what I think of it
or that it damns my wishes

The familiar blue
encloses me, encloses everything
as a heaven around the earth
as the promise that I too
am included in the big
forever

although it is empty
thus passing
the utmost judgment, on
my vain thoughts
my religious illusion
that it is all

Poem 2127
Amsterdam, 2019-02-26
I dreamed I saw Saint Augustine (Bob Dylan) - 1968
Song (album "John Wesley Harding"), also sung by Joan Baez, on the 1968 album "Any Day Now"
Song "I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night" (lyrics 1930, Alfred Hayes)
The Great Soul: [1] of mankind, [2] Gandhi: "Mahatma" = Great Soul = Saint

Collection: Great Flow 
Keyword: Peace: wish 
Tribute to: Dylan, Bob; Baez, Joan 
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