Dreams

At night I lay asleep in my bed
Wondrous, magical, ominous things fill my head
Pictures of past love, angels reaching out to me from above
guiding steering cheering me through an unknown void that I hope to uncover soon
sometimes its scary, sometimes I feel trapped but then I wake up and I feel the urge to go back
Oh if only those living could understand
What dreams are made of in a far away land
❤ PPS