LooLoey

As my vision clears, there are gentle winds of lavender painting the sky's. There are roses of the deepest red. Dark trees are lined with twilight leafs. The eye of heaven piercing over my horizon. The dark fogs of my past illuminates from my form. All the hate, vendettas and disappointments from my life are lifted and swiped into the sky. I am greeted with joy, fulfillment and awe of my surroundings. I feel myself lift from the ground as a heavenly voice sang, ' ~Fly away, oh dear of mine. Fly away into your dreams, where you my not be worried with such silly things. Live this life as your own, as you still have lots to Learn. And reme