I lay upon the soft green grass.
the sun caressing my skin.
I gaze at the clouds of white,
and I slowly start to grin

Coz within the clouds
phantom shapes appear
they seem so solid
but are really sheer.

A galleon with it's sails abillow,
racing across the ocean waves.
A stark craggy mountain peak,
it's face, all full of caves.

A castle with towers so tall,
etheral, majestic & proud.
A brumby racing through the snow,
it's tail waving like a shroud.

All these amazing things
I do see,
but, presto, one blink
And they disappear on me

~ Copyright ©2003 Sandy