Kingdom Of The Angels Poem by Michael Willson

Take a breath in a night dream,
See how Angel is a king of night,
O, yes, without stoping, whit colours of the moonlight,
Which easy touch endless fields.

Song is falling down in a deeper story,
Story who rules shadows monsters,
Monsters from the black nights.

Every courner have a ocean of feelings,
I’m never have a look, I was dreming,
Dreaming, a perfect world, a watterfalls,
Soround with green forests,
Lighted with rising sun,
Where people flying ower the fields.

Now I can see,
But I don't want.
Now I just close my eyes,
And fly on this fields with wings of mind.

Kingdom Of The Angels.

Have a good dream,
Try, as weel as you are in him,
Try to think, morning is older then night,
Try, one more step and we gonna touch,
Perfectness of every perfectness.

Kingdom Of The Angels.