Window Of Dreams
By Mad Moon
I sat down underneath that tree, caressed by a warm summer breeze. Closing my eyes, I found myself gazing out through the window of dreams. My body (getting lighter now), gently carried by the breeze; Ascending toward an azure sky, rises up above the trees. A winged horse, my mount appears, emerging from a cloud. Soft light reveals the forest below veiled in a mystical shroud. Faeries lift their starry wands, pointing out across the land; Creating luminous rainbows with a single wave of their hand. Playfully dancing in peaceful bliss, absorbing the wondrous sight. Soaring through enchanted lands, enjoying formless flight. From distant place I strain to see - Out there, underneath that tree! A child sits looking back at me, gazing out through the window of dreams. ~*~A tribute to the childhood dream...lest we not forget those 'nightly flights of fancy.' Faeries is spelled in Celtic form. Written November 22nd, 2001 © on Nov 22 2001 05:26 AM PST, Mad Moon 0 • 23 • 4
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