Aspen Tea

Dream incubator help me hatch these thoughts I got a dream egg in a dream nest, that's the plot She said do you think dreams are the language of god? If so the words are odd in a cryptic dialogue Maybe it's a code, an allegory or a parable? Maybe there's no god I believe in variables Dear mystery what do you want me to know? I'm just a question mark flying through the cosmos Flow so hot like a knob on the stove I took Paulo's Path at the fork in the road I got ambushed by some thievеs and some dream bandits I write away thе pain each loose leaf a bandage Last night i dreamed i was hunted by assassins She replied what's a blue whale to some aspens? I said what do you mean? She removed her glasses She said the sharks leave when dolphins come in masses I said gem received, the riddle was relevant The tea pot steamed, she poured a cup with elegance Knowledge was evident, the message was heaven sent Paulo's Path, here go the evidence