In the fields of Gaia where the sprites dance,
There about the blades of grass,
There I know I will find,
Faeries made of glass.

Fragile flowers with crystal wings,
Darting here and there.
Laughing gayly at the world,
Frolicking without a care.

Oh sleeping beauty by my side,
Peace settled upon thy face,
Beneath dreams you may hide,
In that wonderous place.

Where else is a kingdom befitting you?
BUt one of dreams most dear,
A stunning home all bright and new,
You see, even now it draws you near.

Find that place of beauty's heart,
And fly among the willows reeds,
Play a game with forest nymphs,
Or help little Johnny Appleseed.

Sing a song, or dance to a tune,
Drink and make merry all day,
This is a land within your mind,
A place you may always stay.

Love this place and treat it well,
And there it shall remain,
So that it shall still be there,
When you fall aslleep again.

- Dream

Penned by my hand on the 24th of Phaestian, in the year 242 AF.