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To Dream In Green



In dewy soft dreams, I float along the misty creek...
whispered words I hear, to me they gently speak....

I sleep, drifting with the waters flow...
not caring where or why I go...

God's angel is with me and I am not afraid...
for the journey before me is so carefully laid...

Deer, fern, moss and stone...
Earth's decor so elagantly shown....

This is peace... this is calm...
it rushes over me like heaven's balm...

ancient hemlocks wave as I go by...
their lacy arms reaching out to me from up high...

Please dont wake me from this dream...
but let it take me on down the stream....

where I am all alone, but then I am not...
in a realm of velvet green, that time forgot....


Vonda ~ (c) 2006