The land in my head
That I visit before bed

Is as intense
As flaming red

If only I could linger
In the land in my head

The one that I go to
Before bed

Where everything is perfect
And hope is not dead

I would be happy
If to stay in my head

but for now in these moments
Before I sleep

When it falls upon the time
I feel I should weep

My red land fades
into the deep

Because I'm drifting
Slowly to sleep

Our story begins in a galaxy far far away
on the dark chocolate side of The Milky Way

the planets all look like cookies and donuts
boys and girls grow to be bakers and astronauts

they have five different planets that orbit two suns
****** is smaller and Butter is the bigger one

the first is Glazey-1 the second is Eclarian-2
spell Heaven backwards and Nevaeh-3 comes into view

the forth is my favorite, they call it Smore-4
most well known for it’s white melting core

and last but certainly not least is Oreo-5
it’s surface is hardest and is smallest in size

a special place for sure is this sweet solar system
planets sparkle after a sugary rain sweetens and mists ‘em

watch a cartoon, blow a balloon or hum your favorite tune
or you can do as I do, and wish upon Macaroon Moon

It is simply being at a still point, where silence speaks volumes.
Where guilt turns to tranquility and I can trust to risk
or risk to trust, either way, it doesn’t matter.
It is a matter of perspective, I can dare to dream,
of a Wondrous Journey and when I dream,
without fail,  I am greeted by Chaya,  
mystical Goddess of the shadow.
She reviles wisdom of the shadow.
in the shadows are rainbow colors.
She brings forth, essence of Black.
For background and contrast.
Then magically splashes
the essence of Green,
and everything

GLOWWS ! ! !


My little Chimera steps out from behind a giant fern
and holds my hand, in anticipation of the journey.
Chaya holds a finger to her lips and says,
“The Whisper sunset is near” I am Red.
Again she raises a finger to her lips,
“Listen for the Whisper - Twilight
The Dream Catcher,
it is what makes
the magic fun
and fancy.

Angel’s Breath and Dragon Tears,”
Chaya explains while
Scintilla the Necromancer
dances along the creek ,
and she SPARKLES.
A giant bumblebee
hovers to watch
SO SURREAL

Then everything just bursts and fades into the mist.
What happened to the magic? Where is Chaya?
"Chaya went into the eye of the storm"
The voice from within says
“Where is Scintilla?” We ask
  “Scintilla dances in heaven now”
The voice within echoes
The Wondrous Journey
is over,‘til twilight
tomorrow when
I DARE TO
DREAM