The Dream Catcher

I do not know if I have words to describe Where my dreams took me last night Saw an stop over in a journey continuous Some getting ready for a night's rest Others still jubilant beaming with jest I stepped out of the inn pulled by the Irresistible charm of that unknown place It was like stepping into medley of earth Green valley and rolling meadows Spread out as far as eyes could see Mazes of dirt track umber and taciturn Dotting the slops and foveal design Immense and endless was the landscape I stood there mesmerized drinking with eyes Calm and tranquil nature spread wide Luminous burnt sienna was the sky Scattered upon it were cotton soft clouds I looked up and saw the heavenly sight Of a butterfly among clouds in slow round flight Quick it changed into a bird of wonder to eyes Before I could comprehend the phenomena The bird metamorphosed majestically Into a horse with flying wings The beauty and wonder of changing shapes Left me amazed and wide eyed I called out my companions and felt Their shadows of whispered delight The magical view didn't last long Heavenly though it was Disappeared in a blink In the darkness of room A drowsy consciousness Surfaced out of the dream state I closed my eyes to linger a while On the edges of subconscious To stay aground it's mysterious aisle There resides a part of me veiled The dream catcher who so graciously Takes me to a journey of unknown Through murky waters of existence.