Beautiful Dream

A beautiful dream last night while i was walking overTHERE. My name was unknown to me and my feet had a small inkling of where they had traveled within my past. It was blissful. i walked into a white marbled room that contained a bench made of unfulfilled wishes; the ceiling gently weeping the softest tears of love toward me. My soul was drenched in hope. On the wall in front of me was a most beautiful painting framed within amethyst and the colors were otherworldly and breathtaking. Upon waking up i went to my easel and picked up my brush but soon realized our world does not possess such colors and even if so there is not a single soul that could comprehend that angelic spectrum of a higher rainbow. I wish to sleep. Again. :: 06-01-2018 ::