In slumber the sound of a sweet bird slowly awaking me from a dream,
love was all around - sky of haze, blaze in colours like flames of light as the sunsets on the lake.
As this shadow took form the mind scrambled for reason.
If this was real or an imaginary wish to be consumed by the unknown.
Realising the dream had ended, being aware it was a man's shadow.
Sparks of light illuminated silhouette of animals around this shadow man.
It was PAN
Amazed to see a GOD in his place of peace and rest.
Waiting I watched. It was so clear. If believing makes it real, then it was real
THE GOD HAS RETURNED TO THE FOREST OF DREAMS