A TIME TO DREAM
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
A TIME TO
 
DREAM
 
 
 
 
I relax upon a pillow,
Of boughs and leaves of green,
I gaze into the sky above,
It is my time to dream.

I release my mind and free my heart,
I let the wind take me where it will,
I become a dancing leaf,
I am free and I am thrilled.

My lungs inhale the fresh, sweet air,
Washed clean by morning mists,
I savor every breath I breathe,
Like ambrosia on a golden dish.

I have this urge to feel and touch,
And encompass all I see,
Each awesome sight within my mind,
The wonders of my dream.

I am taken far beyond
The mundane things of life,
I float upon white fleecy clouds,
I am fairy-like and light.

I am a child of innocence,
Next I am old with wisdom,
Then I am a bit of each,
Which contributes to my visions.

I dream of love and God above,
I see angels on the wing,
I hear their lovely harps of gold,
And I hear their voices sing.

I must not close my eyes,
Lest I would slip away,
But how temptation beckons me,
To leave this world and stay.

I must embrace it all
Else my dream not be complete,
I have this overwhelming love,
For everything I meet.

I dream with passion and compassion,
I love the things of which I dream,
For a moment I escape
To places only I have seen.

The peace and love within my dreams,
I cannot give to you,
But I can wish you times to dream,
So you may find your joys, too.

~Virginia(Ginny)Ellis~
Copyright © July 2004

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by: Robert (Bobby) Millar
Schönau Germany

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