A dream...

Angel,

I hope that you slept well. I hope that for a time your troubles were set aside and that your dreams were filled with the wonders that can only happen in our dreams.

While in peaceful slumber you rode the winds on the backs of eagles and were carried to where ever you wanted to go. In dreams you can walk across the burning savannah, leading a procession of animals - where the zebra walks beside the hyena and the lion strides beside the gazelle. The giraffes with there graceful necks glide above the smaller animals. And the elephant lumber slow like living boulders and raise their trunks to trumpet your victories . The eagle you ride dips and swoops and turns, circling over the animals as you lead them across the plains and deliver them to a mighty river. Here they drink and rest in the shade and lay down together in sleep. And in their sleep they will collectively dream of you. They will dream of your wonders.

Such is the type of dream that I wish for you - this and many others.

My dream is to be beside you as you sleep. To hold you and to watch you and to listen to your breathing. With such a wonder in my arms, I would need no other dreams - no wonder in dreams could compare. When you wake, I will listen to all of the adventures you had through the night. You tell me all that you did and all that you will do - and you smile that most radiant and beautiful smile that shines from your whole face.

beside you...
me.