Sounds of silence,
ever so loud,
in the dark of the darkest
of night,
deep in sleep, mind lost in
a cloud,
a rainbow of colors ever so
bright.
Drifting into fantasy and
illusion,
deep in the corridors of the
mind,
reality mixes with utter
confusion,
hourglass flows backwards in
time.
Mystery of the dark held in
sleep,
things occur that we can’t
explain,
with memories not meant to
keep,
and time travels faster than
a train.
Lost in mystical, magical
dreams,
going to place we have never
been,
in the fantasy no ill gotten
schemes,
where no mater what happens
we win.
Land of enchantment start to
the end,
the impossible is
accomplished in a day,
filled with enemies and best
of friends,
dreamland’s path shows us
our own way.