Written by: Paul Beadnall

Still round the corner there may wait, a new road or a secret gate" to walk, skip, dance or glide through,into yesteryear,maybe centuries ahead. To put our wrongs right, ability to see fate,avoiding pitfalls our globe would be a shinier place,abiding what dwells from the secret gate. I would have my wishes all come true,peace throughout the world no wars no bombs,nor starving millions,equality nationwide. The cure for painfull illnesses,would be iminant,purity in the air a god like feeling tremendously,magicly to perspective. Being able to view the infinity of stars,sheer beauty imminance a bus ride away,a planetary outing,dazzling the eye. Hopping on a shooting star,galaxy we do glide or sloping down the half moon,pleasuring the slide.
Paul Beadnall for Sponsor Tracie ~*~ Indigo Dreamweaver Contest Name In a land called fantasy...