Could it be we so believe that we are who we think we are,
That our main occupation is evading the lie of that?
Have we become so overcome by ego-mind’s takeover,
That we’re like stunned victims of a hit-and-run?
Is our situation truly so dire,
That we only imagine we’re awake and need a dream to feel real?
The good news is that, dreaming or awake, we’re all in the same boat,
Pursuing or pursued by awakening’s urge to awaken through us.
