Pleasant And Vivid Dreams Poem by Evelyn Judy Buehler

It's spark of life has now burst to flame,
The once vague idea has now gotten a name.
From wildest dreams the masterpiece came,
To bask in a jeweled light of sudden fame.

The blue-green days of deep purple endings,
And starry nights of moonlight descendings,
Lead to treasures of the rainbow's lending,
For magic is the way that faith is tending!

Creation starts when the soul's yet sleeping,
As through golden hours time goes by creeping,
Until we awaken to answers we've been seeking,
And the song filled days of destiny's keeping!