Slow motion leaves trace symbols in the air
Painted clouds form a picture with naked branches of trees
Calming meadows of grass carpet nature’s house
While the sun plays hide and seek humorously
Shifting my gaze to the life that surrounds me
A serene blanket enwraps me with comfort
Closing my eyes, I fall into a slumber
Lost in a web of magnificent dreams
And in these dreams I see a future
An inner peace for all who care
A place where all fears and worries
Vanish swiftly…
Into thin air
