Back Where I Belong

I had a dream that I had a dream that I was extraordinary. In the dream's dream, I had composed a song of such power that anyone who attempted to sing it would die in the process, yet its beauty would bring both singer and listener to complete life fulfillment. Waking within the dream, I knew that I could improve my life and the world if only I could recall the song, but I could remember only the effect of the song and nothing of the song itself. So, having had that glimpse of an unattainable better world, I faded bitterly back into the false reality, my life a misery ever after. Thank goodness it was all just a nightmare.