Migrating Visions

I migrate towards the visions of my utopian dream. Where everything is worry free and all things are meant to be. Where I succeed and God supplies all of my needs. My wireless life is sheltered from the past and now I am home at last. I fall to my knees just feel the breeze that makes a humming sound when it hits the trees. My adrenalin rushes out of me and becomes sugary candy, that tastes so sweet. Especially when it melts down the street of existence. I don’t live there anymore, all of my crafts where left at the store. My mind stays on the lord, and I believe like never before.