When the beam of sunlight, gently touches
it pulls me into the fantasies' world,
where flying horses and fairies exist.

When it shines on my velvet face
it makes me a fairy on this mystic ground
glowing, glittering and literally shining.

In the morning with your gentle touch
and the chirping of my lovely birds,
I feel the power within me to do everything.

I'll swim through all rocks and blocks
I'll fly through all storms and rain
I'll travel through this marvel world
seeing all the deserts and meadows.

© riverstone dreamer