Japan

Japan
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I fear my old dreams, as they turn to premonitions,
Of events, that I could never think,
As events come ,aware I become,yet far...
I fear to sleep, lest I dream again.
Still fear is just a phase,
A haunt of pasts, futures all fused to my present,
Monsoon clouds or shamaals that bite,
May be uncertain of days ...
I gather up my soul and slumber
Perchance just to forget,
All from lives past or yet to be
I feel part of Japan ,never knowing why.
In my soul that knowledge hides
Only to flit in my subconcious
Or to stay as a deep ache...