I close my eyes, and to my great astonishment,
Gracefully feathered wings lift me.
I will myself to soar,
High above the flowering plants and towering trees.
The water daringly dives downward,
Exploding into the river below,
An ever flowing blanket of rippling tides.
Crisp, clean air fills my lungs,
Clearing my mind of all thoughts and worries,
Stealing away my fears and sorrows.
I quickly descend, wings slowly closing.
Soft grass tickles my feet as I land.
I stroll along in this serene paradise,
The only sounds being my nearly silent footsteps
And the beautiful melody of the birds’ song.
The crickets chirp, with the bees humming along to the sweet, melodious lullaby,
Settling the world into a deep slumber.
The song of the birds dies away and reality slaps me hard across the face.
My mind wanders back
But I long to slip away,
To escape into my imagination,
To fall into my daydream.
