I sleep only to find angels,
Only to see what lies ahead where this world never reaches,
Only to pull from the great beyond that which fantasy teaches.
I sleep only to touch the hand of grand illusions,
To walk upon clouds beyond the worlds,
The worlds of His creation.
I stay in dreams and hope to find somewhere beyond the willows,
A road that leads me to a better place,
A place where life refines sad times,
And takes man back to that better place,
A place beyond what we have now,
Into the lost,
The lost within our minds now bent,
To a place when life was simple.
And as we travel through this maze,
Upon the maps our minds have made,
I hope that you will somehow gaze,
Into the deeper thoughts and fables.
For what we think we know today,
And what we find in life’s true fate,
Are far beyond the simple thoughts,
Of which we do all marvel.
So, come with me to the wishing tree,
And climb as high, as high as you are able
And when you’re there with me somewhere,
We’ll pull the string that tears it down upon this puzzles table.
I absolutely love this. I want to climb up this tree and make a wish. In my mind I think I will.
Thank you so much Raissa. Yes those pieces need to be toppled….
Johnny, so beautifully written with a touch of sadness that resonates within so many of us. Thank you for writing and sharing what you see and feel.
Thank you Joel but it is so much a picture of an evil world which we are mostly hidden. I saw this video…..
Beautiful with a touch of tears
Thank you. You would never believe where this came from! If you have an hour to kill, watch this video even half way and you will understand completely. This is the most bizarre video I’ve ever seen. The scary part is I can see it happen. https://youtu.be/MY8Nfzcn1qQ