She rest her head on the sweet, soft pillow
And feel into her mantra for sleep
The world continued to spin on its access
Weather, wind right outside her door.
And she began to dream
At first dreams of those departed
And she held onto them while she could
Asking for answers they did not have.
The dreams grew and evolved
Flowing into the master dream of all
Of Universal Light and Love
Radiating for all to see, beckoning all to just be.
When she awoke so early the next morning
There was a world filled with light
Love, Peace, and Joy… they were everywhere
The sweetest dreams, they really can come true.