Lavender blooms

And bows in the the breeze

In dreaming fields

As our steps slow down

And the bees make their travels

Spreading life as they go

In dreaming fields

Where we rest our bones

The sun shines gently

A forgiving star

In dreaming fields

As our eyes drift closed

And the sky watches over us

As the day is whiled away

In the dreaming fields

Where we lose ourselves ~ Caroline A. Slee