I feel the soft white pillow. The warmth and comfort, The joy it brings.
Blissfully I close my heavy eyes. Worn from a day of observing, Of seeing the world without.
I drift into a different realm. A realm of soft colors, And untold beauty.
The inner world flows about me. It speaks in jumbled scenes, Containing great meaning.
I revel in its embrace. I dance in its symbolism, And peace abounds.
Eventually I awaken. My rested eyes flutter open, A new day awaits.
This poem is about how dreams contain great information and secrets. Even though I didn't describe nightmares; I think that those too, although scary, have a lot of significance.