The Dream Wizards-A Whimsical tale

at the front of the room..
two thrones
where sit the dream wizards…
Blue moon speckled cloaks..
pointy boots
and cone shaped hats..
They motion me to the throne
ask what dreams I wish for tonight..
I want to dance under the moon..
with creatures of myth and imagination..
They spin the globe around..and there I find
a pathway bathed in light..
Centaurs, faeries, dragons, and unicorns…
The night moves quickly..
awaken refreshed and alive….
worries dissolved …for I visit the dream wizards every night..

By Heather Powers


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