My Dreams

My eyes - thee lids they are heavy My mind then wanders and drifts away I doze off truly inspired by sleep I contemplate - I am of admiration Now resting, I enjoy the stages I see beauty in REM - I glance - I peak Gardens overwhelm my life- The power of the flower The rose - it infatuates me One by one - step by step - each budding bloom I enter a field - I am mesmerized And my senses - I smell a deep aroma I am fully aware - I wake I now walk the paths - as I stumble And each door I open - I see flowers Climbing rocks rest assured - The beauty is with is with me I captured it in a dream - brought it to reality The sun cast its shadows - I proclaim And every door - I knock I see opportunity In my dreams - I create beauty In life - i create obstacles - who is to blame? I view a sunrise - I am gifted And the heavenly stars I gaze at - I am lifted I analyze my dream- I insinuate This beauty I see in the flowers And the rose - did bloom representing love Think of the gardens and I walk a path indeed In reality! The dream it forgot to cultivate the weed.