In These Dreams

I'm truly awake in these dreams,

I'd thought it was easy,

But my happiness came last,

In all my musings at odd times today,

I relay the advent thoughts,

That torment can cause more anguish,

As I write these ashen words,

I'm inclined to rally my soul,

To be at a state of class,

A banquet of sumptuous rationality,

Never near the filth of pain,

Ever resilient in the face of war,

Optimal happiness rendered from my being,

In all things for all things.