Inner peace is an endless horizon.
Lavender blue and periwinkle skies-
stacks of white slowly floating by.
It is surreal to watch them, so grand- so high.
I daydream, and they become shapes.
It looks like the gates of heaven have opened.
Heralding angels fill the sky.
The meadow is glittering like emeralds,
white sunlight beams through the clouds,
lulling me to sleep in a gentle dream.
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