Dreamscape

I walk in the forest of dreams; the colours vibrant, the birdsong melodious. The sun warm as it twinkles through the rustling leaves. Discontentment crushed underfoot. It is so beautiful. I bathe in a river of love. The gentle water lapping at the edge of my emotions, and trickling refreshingly to my heart. It cleanses me - soul deep. I float again. I stare at a sky of hope. It is clear and blue. Its celestial beauty obliterates hopelessness as it casts its assured confidence on my doubting, flailing spirit. It is renewed again. I walk in a forest of dreams. I live with a dream of hope. I swim with creatures of contentment and am buoyant on a wave of expectancy. God, if you're there let this illusion become reality.