Dream Thoughts

Time is nothing, as I ease into comfortable rest. Snatches of the days events, the people, places, that song I liked, they all meet and create a tapestry of tales. Half told truths,distant but happy parts of life and love. As I glide with ease over this land of thoughts, I see the dark mountains ahead, but that place I will not go, pain and heartache are lurking there. Where nightmares stalk and fear is king. So I turn to the west and the waning sun Sending shadows of slumber across fields of joy, stands of oak and ash wherein childhood fairy tales cherish twighlight dances. Silver shone moonlit Veil, master of ceremonies, keeper of enchanted worlds it's time for sleep..