Living in a world of fantasy, I find it spellbinding to go to the galaxy in and out of a mystic dream. Can you fathom the concept of the mysteries to behold? I’ve always been told that this is impossible, but you see the big dipper lights up the sky without a reason why, the stars shine bright, and then unfold during the flight. I see familiar faces during the night; here above the earth is where we all unite.
Land has been plagued with war, sickness, and disease. Evil has spread like wildfires in the west. Tonight I will make my escape from this dreadful plight. I’m going to close my eyes, then silently enter a dreamers paradise.
Sometimes they come true.
4:42 PM
Vera Robinson © 2015