DREAMING

By michelle hoult •
On a crest of wings
That’s where we’ll meet
So please come fly with me
We’ll watch above on clouds of high
The places below
As we hold hands
So soft are they
It beams electric glow
We succeed in balancing
Flight in transcendent experiences
We link together capable of love
Our ultimate goal will depend
On consciousness on high
Engage the process and fly
Love and lightness connects
The mystical clouds we glide
In secured knowledge and expression
So do not feet threatened
No intimidating needed
For dreams can be a reality