doors have now opened with angels as escort. My etheric wings take flight drifting in pillow like clouds. Senses awake as landscape of stars glisten and breath explodes.
I am in a sweet dream where angels dance gracefully and light recalibrate's dark.
I am in a sweet dream, where time evaporates and lucid scenes give me peace.
Peace as I fill my heart tank with fuel of love before returning to the birth of a new day.
Inspired by Thomas P Owen's poem Sweet Dreams Thank you for being the great poet you are