Marvelous Angels

A quick kiss goodnight

Then off to Dreamland,

Punching my ticket to sweet solitude,

Lolling and resting in quiet seclusion,

Cares become vaporous vanishing ghosts.

 

Far from the mad-hatter quicksand reality,

Safe from the fires that raged at my feet.

Seeking the freedom the spirit requires while

Sowing the seeds of replenishing fruit.

 

Flashes come quickly and stay but an instant,

Not long enough to scar memory’s core,

But something remains

As I know upon waking that

Burdens are lifted to start the new day.

Where do they come from?

Marvelous angels

Born of a whisper

Lighter than air.

Resting with miracles

Waiting and ready

Til slumber awakens and calls them to play.