with a breath, I exhale
softly and sure
closing my eyes
and quietly dreaming

I awake in a land
as pure as a virgin
untouched by society
uncorrupted by war

birds softly whistle
echoing in mind
creating dimensia
and a new awesome high

so natural, so pleasing
the green fills my heart
[slow, easy joy]
lulling and nice

soul separate from body
my mind's in control
dancing on grassland
and flying through trees

the hills can be endless
or oceans forever
I choose them all
to feel them and list...

time passes slowly
yet eventually I wake
life returns in pieces
and the dream dissapates

10/16/2001

Posted on 10/16/2001
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