The Sleeping Guru
written by: Aurora Kastanias
He had a hard time remembering his dreams
Envy invaded his synapses at dawns to think
That Morpheus would choose a billion people
Over him, to bring, somewhere else a nowhere land
A hidden realm where fantasy is confused
With a reality in a parallel world, leaving passengers
In awe, one that he would have never known.
Abandoned by the Gods he resumed
To live in reverie all along, his waking hours
Trading sleep for adventure see with eyes
Wide open the beguiling imagination tangible
That of nature, convincing himself he does not need
To sleep to unfold hallucinations, fireworks of the mind
Afore sceneries of mystic creativity he travels
The world far and wide uncovering marvels oblivious
To his reiterated nocturnal disappointments, until,
The night he shut his eyes in a hut in northern India
Slumbered into the most intense oneiric journey of his life,
Granted to remember it at his awakening a foot
On the floor and a smile, only to look behind
Discern an intruder under the sheets, a scorpion,
An impulsive instant fright disappearing with memory
Of the misty details giving way to his dismay
Compelling the folly to ponder the role
Of an otherwise threatening creature and its gift
Bestowing upon him what the Gods had deprived him of
He spread the word, banished Morpheus from the beds
Of those who chose to believe, a sleeping guru.
While studying for my BA in Business Administration, at an American University in Rome, I further got enchanted by 19th century existential authors as well as European ‘absurdism’ and the Theatre of the Absurd.
It was only after my MBA that I started writing more seriously, giving space to my true passions. In recent years I have written two existential novels in Italian. In recent months I have started studing astrophysics and writing poems in english, which finally brings me here.
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