Flights Of Fantasy Poem by Joshua C. Whiting

Red, Blue, Green, Yellow, White
Bright multiple colors in sight
Rain showers sprinkling on Earth
Fortunate to be living on the soil of this turf

Yes, here we truly must return
To that inevitable sojourn
Bright sunshine that fertilizes leaves and flowers
Brings everlasting Love throughout the hours

To Sleep and Dream and Drift
Where all mortals receive their final Gift
The final pledge from Gods of Love
As you travail with the Sacred White Dove

To Cry, to Laugh, with rejoicing Joy
To Soar as an Animated Toy
Oh, threats of Hell, where dreaded Satan fell
Hopes of Paradise will ring the Tibetan Bell

Reach high for the Stars
Above the planet nearer to Mars
Red, Blue, Green, Yellow, White
Bright multiple colors always in Sight

Flights of Fantasy
Wide Awake In A Dream