The Glass Ball

As I finally fell asleep with the dawn of a new day.
My thoughts racing back to another place and time.
A place where only happy thoughts are spoken.
A time when love was simple and innocent without worry and panic.
A dream of pleasant smells and sights the euphoric sense of beauty.
I see through my eyes while still in slumber, The rays of sunshine flooding through the trees, flowers in full bloom, puffy white clouds floating across the blue sky. I hear with my sleeping ears.
The call of nature, birds singing an unnamed melody.
The breeze playing on the leaves.
The insects playing their music to perform the most beautiful symphony my ears have ever heard.

I start to feel a soft mist across my face almost like dew or a rising fog.
Wait that can't be the air is clear and calm.
The clouds white against the blue blanket that protects us from all that is beyond it.
The earth begins to shake. The animals are running away in fear.
The birds have took flight and are gone now out of sight.
The clouds are gone and snow is falling all around me.
I look up and a feeling like none I have ever known runs through my veins as I look beyond where the blue sky was.

I stand there seeing nothing through the mist but hearing voices.
Wait I know those voices. What are they saying?
My vision is clearing and the mist is vaporizing. I see my children larger than life looking down at me.
I continue to look around my surroundings I can see my bedroom then I realize.
I am inside a glass water ball.
Just something that someone can shake and look at when they want. Feeling trapped in a world where there is no-one confined inside this round glass ball.

Suddenly the earth starts to shake again then the mist is back. THEN Darkness..silent, no smells, no birds singing, just darkness--the phone rings and I wake up realizing that it was all just a dream.