Harp strings lead me into Heaven's Light
The delicate notes pluck my soul
Vibrating lightly, building up to a tidal wave of
love
My heart sings with the beautiful wave of sound
Take care of my dreams, gentle harp strings
I'm transported to a land of green things,
Wildflowers, dew on grass and the mist fairies
leave behind
Upon returning from Summerland,
I take a breathe without sound
The silence seems louder than ever before
Gazing at the trees outside my door,
I wonder when my dream journey will lead me back,
To a garden of harps and butterflies.
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