Treasure Island

Cosmic Dreamer

(12/04/1966 / The Cosmos...)

A moment in time...

Imagine if you will a moment in time,
Where euphoria seeps into every corner of your being,
A time devoid of doubt and fear where hope lives eternal,
A time where all the possibilities of life are not tethered by fear,
An absolutely flawless landscape of unlimited potential,
Like you had stumbled into a world of pure and utter perfection,
Where judgement is an alien concept, a world without time it's self,
Now imagine that you could hold that moment for all infinity,
Where the dreams of past, present and future exist as one,
Bathed forever in the soft and pure light of infinate love,
That my friends, is heaven and it does not live in a book,
For the building blocks of heaven can only be found deep within a heart,
When we let go of what we are... We become what we might be...

Spread the love... The peace will follow...

Submitted: Friday, November 11, 2011

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