I awake in a glistening field alive with laughter.
I stand and try to shake this sleepy feeling from my head.
Where am i how did i come to be here how do i get home?
lights dance all around, the laughter comes from them.
They move in a dance of drifting and swaying that only seem
to add to the grogginess in my head.
Something tells me to ask them where i am and than it comes to me
What are you thinking talking to lights and then i begain my self.
It starts slow and low rolling with the laughter of the lights.
Then turns into a side splitting painfull laugh.
A hot white flash of light and the lights are gone and i remember
i have been here before.
Standing before me is a man beautiful glowing from with in.
Silver long hair with ebony eyes that had a life all their own.
Over come with a need to pay homage i sink low and ,
let my head rest upon my knees.
No need for that my child my creation his voice radiates love.
Walk with me dear one so you may see this world.
I take his arm as we start through the field,
The soft grass seems to rise and fall with the pulse I feel in his arm.
The wind i feel on my skin never touches a strand of his hair.
We stop at an ancient tree next to a crystal clear stream.
A woman steps from behind clothed only in a clear golden shift
that billows from her body.
For every movement of the shift the wind dances
Her raven hair, black as night seems to shimmer of moonlight.
In awe of her beauty I fall away until his arm stops me.
"Do not be frightened child She is the mother of all things."
She is splendid in her glory, tall and fair,
but her features seem to shimmer and fade with the wind.
She smiles and a feeling of awe washes over me.
I find my head on my knee,
she doesn't say a word just lifts my face until I'm standing.
Kisses me on the cheek and in that moment I understand.
I am the Daughter of what the waking world deems fantasy.