A Thousand Miles Away – Audio Update

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Art – Matt Chambliss

Music – A Thousand Years (Piano/Cello Cover) – The Piano Guys

I dreamed that I was awake

Or perhaps I was awake yet slumbering

Consciousness in flux somewhere between the two

I know what is real, I know the difference

I can feel it

There is substance and passion and depth and sweet rest my reward

I can breathe there

But sometimes reality manifests itself in one and then the other as it wills

So who is to say what is dreaming and what is wakefulness

The Real is not tethered to the narrow realm of the senses

It gives allegiance to none, for there are many ways of knowing

How close is a thousand miles

It seemed as if I could have reached out and touched you

But you were a thousand miles away

What is the distance between this breath and my next

A step or two, feet, inches, seconds, the measurement is irrelevant

So close, yet thousand miles away

I felt you walk into my dream

I felt your presence before I turned, before I heard the voices

I sensed the singular form of you so the sight did not surprise me

Because I can sense you from a thousand miles away

How is it that I can inhale the fragrance of you, hear your voice in my dreams

I felt your glance on my back like a touch reaching out, a kiss on my neck

But there was a gulf between that would not be bridged, a guardian watchful

Polite, familiar chit chat for a second of a second

I could not find your eyes

So close yet a thousand miles away

I felt you leaving and I turned to watch you go

My observation hidden behind the tinted veil

I watched you walk into another dream that was a thousand miles away

Then, at the last instant, the final frantic moment you turned

I saw your eyes seeking me, trying to pierce the darkened glass

I recognized and reached out from the shadows

I was close, but hidden, and a thousand miles away

So, I will write to remember, I will write to say

What it’s like to feel your warmth

From a thousand miles away

57 thoughts on “A Thousand Miles Away – Audio Update”

  5. Beautiful and deeply touching. Makes me think that maybe dreams are not the result of our minds, but entities who’s immaterial body is like a storyboard, in black and white. They go around the world and amuse themselves by visiting our souls at night. They let us add the faces, the colors, the music. When they’re finally happy with the feeling they gave, they leave and go visiting another sleeping soul. And I’ve not touched to my glass of wine yet 😀 Cheers, my friend

  6. drkottaway

    so, today I upgraded to being able to add sound recordings and IT’S YOUR FAULT, PLATOSGROOVE, I LIKE YOUR RECORDINGS TOO MUCH….just want that on record, heh, heh.

  8. One step taken. Turning to look back, the moment is gone, and even as the fragrance of it lingers, it drifts into another plane of existence, and the taste of it leaves desire for its return. Twas but a moment prior, yet it might as well be a thousand miles away.

    I heard you say, “The Real is not tethered to the narrow realm of the senses

    It gives allegiance to none, for there are many ways of knowing…”

    Learn this and the distance closes and we all stand together in eternity.

  10. I often contemplate between the difference of my reality and my fantasy. I believe they are all obtainable. Sometimes I even confuse the two parallel lines until one travels straight and the other rocky. I know that this sweet slumbering wake of yours is different from the mystical cerebral place I have travelled reading it. But marvel at the way you have captured its essence. Love the lines “What is the distance between this breath and my next

    A step or two, feet, inches, seconds, the measurement is irrelevant

    So close, yet thousand miles away

    I felt you walk into my dream”

    Write on my friend.

  12. “So who is to say what is dreaming and what is wakefulness

    The Real is not tethered to the narrow realm of the senses”

    Such a true statement… after all, who is to say? I absolutely love this! Beautiful, heartfelt and deep…

  15. That is so beautiful and tender… Felt very dreamy and ethereal. So who is to say what is dreaming and what is wakefulness The Real is not tethered to the narrow realm of the senses That is so true. I KNOW what those feelings of real/non-real are like. I think sometimes certain of us live with a foot in both wakefulness and sleeping. It seems so to me anyway. This is different from what you’ve been writing lately. It’s almost back to that mysterious place where you were before. But you have found your soul now? She sleeps quietly and permanently in your heart…

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