I close my eyes, and drift silently from this world, to be greeted by my breathtaking Eden. The winds wisp the long grass as it rolls over the hills and caresses the lake to form silent ripples. The sun is low in my Violet sky, stars twinkling at its peak, held in the heavens, beckoning adventure.
Leaves from drop past me from the mighty oak as I lay underneath its shelter, its long thick trunks like protective arms embracing me.
It’s twilight but the lake is alive, Its… Continue