Heaven's Door

In the foreign place of dreams We sometimes dream of things obscene Monsters, both ugly and obtuse Nightmares that we can't deduce I dreamt about a leafy wood Where mist swirled around me as I stood And rubbed my eyes so I could see The Spectre that was standing in front of me The woodland was silent and still As mist surrounded dale and hill A man perhaps, I'm not sure Clothed in a gown that swept the floor Suddenly all was calm There was no cause for alarm I felt full of love in this peaceful scene In this wondrous wood where I've never been Or seen before It felt like I was at Heaven's door