You lay in solitude

Sneaking through dreams

In a motionless march

Through the mind

–

The restless call you lazy,

For they resent you.

Your simultaneous 

Action and relaxation

Mocks their efforts:

–

A world without imagination

Is a world without.

And suddenly

the efforts of the lively

becomes meaningless

–

Dreamer, laziness evades you

Although your limbs remain motionless

Your mind is busy

Constructing the world