I sit by the lake of time.I let my mind roll with the water.
I ponder does anyone else come here does anyone else see.
Are my eyes alone in this other world or are there others like me.
The lights are here i just know there is more to them then what i see.
Everything around me is alive i feel them.I hear them breath.
I dip my feet in the lake and little balls of sliver dance around them.
In that moment i see these are the souls all the children of fantasy.
Then i feel her at my back.I feel her breath on my neck and her hair
flowing around me and finley she speaks.
From some where inside of my i feel a sweet release.
They see not as you dear one but they too see in there dreams.
A few walk here as you they see and feel as you do.
Never feel less or alone there are others.
Life you see is but a dream death but an awaking from that dream.
You have always know this.This is why you feel so whole.
Why you are alway so sure and unwaving in who you are,
and what you believe.
In that truth i hold and the world around my begains to shimmer.
I am back in my house with but a hope that it will not be my last look.
At this our wonderful fantasy.