Eyes closed; I will dream. My breath, going in and out in a gentle rhythm.
One in. Two out. Three in. Four out.
Soon, deeply asleep.
Music guides me through the dimly lit garden.
Fireflies dancing along my path, dewy clover beneath my feet.
I inhale the blooming flowers that echo the happiness in my heart.
But only in my dreams. Never while I'm awake.
These nightly echoes feed my soul.
