In the silent moments of dreaming aloud,
I lay on the soft, cool ground gazing
Entering into the beauty of the swirl of clouds,
No agendas, just laying in sweet peaceful dazing.
I watch as the universe and stars become one
In the blossoming sky, taking me to a place
Where my heart becomes light, no longer alone,
But captivated, enraptured by the sacred space
Of whispered echoes, silent imaginings, quiet visions.
I breathe in the peace felt as I float in synchronistic
Realities, floating into untold fantasies, asking questions,
No expectations of answers, only hopes of nods synergistic,
Smiles from the elementals, kisses from the gods and goddesses,
As they look upon a heart filled with the purity of intent,
Blissful and aware, in anticipation of lovely promises,
These clouds floating by, carrying my wishes and hopes deeply dreamt.
~Camille Wylde © 2015