Forests
Of beauty
On a magic carpet ride
Beyond the veils of night
Into the arms of the dream maker
Transferred and out of sight.
Falling through the heavens
Free of vertigo
Blown by the seven winds
As far as I can go.
Floating in the ether
And spreading freedom wings
Transported past imagination
To the movement of heartstrings.
Through forests of beauty
Deep green fields far below
Songs of unknown night birds
Footprints in the snow.
Through the glories of nature
To the highest spire of the sky
Singing with the storm clouds
From a golden tower on high.
Dream journeys into new worlds
Only seen behind the night’s veil.
Spirited to unseen visions
In sleep trances, I swiftly set sail.
©
David Rudder
2023
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