my happy place

The leaves of the old oak tree sway gently outside. I watch with a deep admiration of their beauty and grace. The whistle of the wind is soothing. A small, brightly colored bird lands in the tree. His sweet song speakes to my heart. I close my eyes. My mind goes to a beautiful place unlike any Ive seen before. A waterfall in the middle of the woors. The way the sun hits the falling water makes it sparkle like its made of millions of diamonds. As I move closer I see a lion laying peacefully on the edge of the lake that lies under the waterfall. I should be scared but Im not. As I walk toward the lion I see a small lamb snuggled into his stomach. The lion looks at me with what appears to be a smile, then lays his head down as if to keep the lamb warma nd safe. I move closer to the water and feel the steam coming up inviting me to jump in. I reach down and scoop some water in my hands. its warm and calming. Slowly I begin to walk into the water. The further out I go the deeper the water gets. Soon I am under the water. I look around and see all the beautiful creatures of the sea. One small fish swims to me and gently rubs against my cheek as if to say welcome. I smile. Its then I realize Im breathing under water. I am one with the animals. I see a dolphin, she invites me to hold onto her fin and let her show me around. I do. She takes me deeper into the water. We go through a cave into a huge open body of water. The most relaxing place Ive ever seen. We swim for hours, the dolphin and me. She then takes me back to my lake with the diamond like waterfall. The sun is setting as I emerge from the water. I begin walking through the trees and see a bright light that almost blinds me. I cover my eyes for protection. The light engulfs me in what feels like a hug. This hug is unlike any human hug. At once I know who that light is. I close my eyes and take in his embrace. The love I feel is unreal. I cant be sad. I open my eyes and see the leaves of the big oak tree. I hear the song of the small bird and the whistle of the wind. I am filled with sorrow knowing it was all a dream. I want so badly to be in that place. I get out my journal and write out my dream so I will never forget. Maybe tommorrow I can visit again. I can only hope to see that place, that beautiflu place again.