In the softest slumber
I hear a whispering
A pull of my Spirit
And I wake from the sleep.
The sky is rose and the light calls above me;
A warm sensation surrounds my being.
Here; I am the grass, the flowers and the trees.
They have a sacred melody.
You come through the resonating;
Why have you brought me?
Is this our place of peace?
I feel the healing rise from beneath.
It comes from within, and our hearts beat in unity.
Here we are free, we’ve waited so long to connect; here it can be.
As the sun rises along earth’s horizons;
I walk between worlds and blend in the beauty.
Who are you… in the special place you call me.