The dream in the dream

In all the critical moments of my life,

I solely follow my heart of rhyme.

But I was not able to find my heart

Whenever I opened my eyes.

My heart led me to the light,

My eyes directed me to the dark of night.

Standing at the intersection,

I wish I were blind.

I must stop mining the earth,

I must raise my head to the sky,

And let the dream in the dream fly.