I lay within my hammock, swinging side to side
I’m hanging from two tree trunks, they make my perfect glide
I’m laying before the night sky, the air a little moist
Up above the stars are there, lighting up the view
My cosy throw does cover me, my feet are covered too
I’m rocking very gently now, my stars know what to do
They open up the canvas black, the sky is what I mean
Before the stars start changing shape, a perfect view for me
My eyes now watch, in all creates, the stars they start to merge
Before I see a silhouette, standing before me
The stars create a perfect dress, diamantés decorate
My stars create an Angel, sent from Gods two gates
Love, light and healing energies too you all
Tm
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