I once dreamed...*

I once dreamed, I once had a vision of a day I'm not so sure didn't happen. A beautiful day with sun shining with birds singing. I remember like a dream, like some memory of something that almost happened in a dream that seemed like reality. I remember this angelic breeze cross the back of my vision. I turned to see the flutter of eye lashes. Butterfly beating of heart and a flash of the future toss the rest of the restless thoughts out. My soul licked the air and tasted the dew drop sweet water taste of the angel before me. With thirst quenched and mind at ease the clouds seem to glow under the beaming smile she glances my way. The voices the quiet still voices still speak around me as though nothing has just happened. As though the world has not just borne an angel a pure light, the speak on and speak with words so vain so lame and only I see the beauty the sun shining in the dark the candle being lit in the depths of the cavern. Only I see the rarest of butterflies and capture it in a net with silken threads and carefully I rest the winged wonder on my finger and watch as it breathes in heavy from the chase from the capture. I watch with child eyes as she takes each breath to speak, to laugh, and to smile. And I'm the only one with eyes to see this vision.