Thursday, June 14, 2012
We were monastery lads decked in simple robes the color of the summer sky.
I remember crystal gardens, and rose mountains in the distance. There was music too. A kind I'd never heard before. Though it hummed, and danced within my heart, and soul.
I always felt that someday I would find this place. Either in another dream or another life. To this day I feel that this was where I was supposed to be, and this dream was calling me home.
(I was looking at some old posts, and stumbled over an old fav of mine that Monk dream thing.)