Dream Goddess

	In a gossamer gown of sea-foam white she dreams the world every night, Goddess of love, Goddess of life mother of serenity, daughter of strife. As her dreams unfold the story of the world is told, what is but a dream for her are the events that in reality occur.

Last night I dreamed of a valley lush and green. Tall oak guardians towering gallant and serene. Broadleaf forest bordering secret glade, long legged dryads dancing to a faery serenade. Sitting on her throne of wildewood rose, a white clad goddess majestic in regal pose. My heart stills, tears filling each eye, I can only hope for such paradise whence comes my time to die. Sadness fills my heart for this is only a dream, the majestic valley, the dancing stream. But somehow I am sure that reality is also here a calming truth quelling my fear. The Goddess turns and music as she speaks, "Treasures are found by one who seeks. You have dreamed a vision that shall hold true, you dreamed the vision, I dreamed you". �ngel � June 7, 2001