Some say that some of us are sleep walking through life, unaware of our surroundings.

We are deaf to the music of the earth; Unaware of the music of the rainbow colored birds that surround us; too asleep to hear the graceful dance of the trees’ leaves, as the wind softly caresses them.

Blind to the colors of the wild sunset, and to the mermaids playing in the sea.  Rainbows abound but no one sees!

The sunrise whispers words of wisdom in the morning, asking us to start our day afresh, but instead we walk in a dead dream state, unaware, unmoved, uninspired, like blind military men marching with no end in sight.

We walk in unison, to the same beat of the drum. Marching unflinchingly complying to man made customs and rules without question.

Why, oh why, can no one see that we are all dead walkers living in a dream?

~gg