Sweet Dreams

The moment I lay down with dark.
With hearts content, and soul at peace.
For feathers are a part of me.
With floating minds, relaxed and glee.
Inside my head is filled with life.
When color bind, it creates green.

The air is sweet and wraps with warmth.
I see the moon, it smiles at me.
The bees will sting but I will laugh.
For time will move, so slow it stops.
Just so that my mind will run free.
The land is far, it welcomes me.
Seeing the love, and love loves me.