The Dream Incarnate

When the dreamer dies, the dream begins searching for someone else—someone who might take it in and raise it. It searches relentlessly, until it’s worn thin from longing. And when no one is found, it chooses to enter the world itself—as a human.

Over time, the living dream grows older, forgetting where it came from—or that it was ever a dream at all. It lives like the rest of us—growing into its body, drifting through its days, learning how to be ordinary.

One day, it begins to dream.

Source: Poetry (November 2025)