The Thought Pond’s waters lie tranquil.
Its serene surface ripples
As large blue and yellow dream-fish
Kiss the water’s surface.
Golden sunlight dances across the pond
With a soft and lustrous glow.
At the water’s edge,
A dreamer sits.
They feel the warmth
Of the Dream Continent,
Gentle and embracing.
Content,
They empty the burdens of the day.
Thoughts pour from their mind
Into the pond below,
Filling it to the brim.
And the dream-fish feed.
Thought Ponds such as this
Appear when they are needed,
Offering dreamers a place
To sit quietly,
And release their troubles.
When their mind is clear,
The journey continues,
Through the wildflower fields,
Across the dunes,
Past the lighthouse
Upon the peninsula,
Into the Ocean of Dreams,
And beyond,
To waking.

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