dancing through my dreams 
I  find a magical world of colour
yellows marbling into magentas
in pillow top clouds I discover
the spiralling whirl of a spectrum
a rainbow with many pots of gold
sending out universal light beams
signs the soul will never grow old
patterns underneath these eye lids
deep in my breathing subconscious
bring a newness into my core
that will leave me feeling less anxious
bouncing tones in this wonderful Kaleidoscope...
it's a word I just had to use
as imaginations in my waking day
become my friendliest muse