Closing your eyes, you exhale the stale air of the day’s hurt,
The clean, cool new air of home replaces the sickly, anxious heat,
You are wrapped in your safe darkness, your sanctuary of solace,
The darkness behind your eyes begins to erupt into a misty haze of colour,
You feel yourself begin to lift, and light as air, your mind begins to drift,
Your journey to the kingdom of colour, across the ocean of dreams, has begun.
You float slowly, facing the stars, as time, planets and reality slip from sight,
You feel the breeze as you speed across a calm ocean surface,
Eventually slowing as your mind makes landfall, crossing a coast into fields of azure,
You drift slowly above fragrant flora, and a pink sky spirals into cool blue clouds above,
As the warmth of the sun embraces you, caressing your skin,
You begin to rise, the stars reveal themselves, sweet fragrances fill your senses.
Gently, you begin to spiral, drifting through space, your toes leading the way home,
Time passes, the drifting gently ceases, and you float weightless, motionless,
Below you lies your sleeping body, open and peacefully awaiting your return,
You gently roll, floating back into yourself, your mind cleansed by the journey,
The colours cease, you open your eyes, and once again breathe the cool air of reality.
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