As I sleep I fly on high in my mind as high as birds
angels fly deep in the sky
Then the sky in my mind climbs
My mind starts to discover my heart
has been wounded
I was shot right out of the sky
No clouds
No crying
No time to lose
I didn't want to feel confused
when renewed
One I had known the depth part of me
Was shot cut wounded like a bird
The colorful features
of these emotions
Feeling no hope was
And darkness was trying to make a way in
lay on the face of all things
The air of life touched my heart of history
knowledge of value
style of true reality
I see all the possibilities of what my life could be
Then Love of my true self-worth came rushing in
as high as a bird
I steer these invisible wings
Wishing on reaching as high as angels and birds
could fly sentimental sighs
I escape the realities of being wounded in my dreams
I reach for reality and open my eyes
Like angels to fly on high like birds in the sky
Nature produces the greatest results
the greatest of self-worth the simplest means
These are simply the sun and the air
we breathe the flowers water and true self-love.

- Judy Emery © 1983
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery