The crisp Spring air seeps through your open bedroom window,
Cascading over the windowsill like an ever-flowing waterfall.
The lush air seeps into all senses,
Its purity awakens and brightens the soul,
Sending the heartache, despair and doubt far beneath the icebergs surface.
Acceptance, bliss and content come flooding in as hopeful whispers with the cool air comprised of only elements of clarity.
In even your deepest of subconscious states, you come to truly be one with the cliche artifacts that come along with a breath of fresh air,
A new level of gratitude that almost redefines and manifests as its own emotion.
A molecular structure built of miracles,
A foundation representative of new beginnings and rediscovery.
Lush alabaster linens capturing every unique curve and distinguishable feature of your being are tousled by the immaculate breeze as it floods over every inch of your velvet skin…
This air engulfing your bedroom and being…
The same air that holds the innocent and enchanting power to propel a magic carpet,
You are swept away like a leaf that escapes the fate of a dark Winter,
To a place where you have mastered the complex equation of the fine line between self discovery and selfishness.
A Dreamland created in the wake of the universe’s greatest test to your contentment,
Where you become one with the all encompassing untainted air of purity….
Its origins that of the Spring air that seeps into your bedrooms window and occupies your senses as you sleep soundly, in the Spring haze of your Dreamland.