Déjà vu

Slumber;deep slumber

I slipped into;

Seeing that dove fly

High above the ageless sky;

I knew,

I had seen that dove

On the eternal clouds above;

And as the sun shone bright

On my fungus-ridden memories in delight;

I knew,

I had been there

Which are now memories bare.

I knew;

Sometime long ago,

I had heard the same wind whisper

I had relaxed under the sky sombre

And watched the clouds so amber;

When i knew,

I was about to wake up from slumber.