The miraculous image

I've seen a land noone else could know.
A place more vivid than an angels glow.
There's more colour there than all earth's layers.
This life somewhere I could never bare
is a planet far from here, I know.
More than any Zion or fear to show.
A land you sleep in as you walk.
No words there so they never talk.
But a God watches you pass him by.
And reads to you your lifely cry.
And says go back its time to fly.
You wake and forget, like hypnotised
Sometimes you remember and want to sigh
Either way you go on in a flash of butterfly.
Like all love has flashed before your eye.
You try to write but you know its goodbye and the miracle image passes you by.
Its as if reality in time itself did die
And you're taken by a whispering cry
Not because a syren asked you there
You ride there on an endless prayer.
You're mind is controlled by energy
More beautiful than feeling free.
If you stop you are one with scenery
Invisible you sit beneath a tree
And when God is ready to catch your last breath
Before you die you're finally rest.
And then you return and you're face too still
You're loved ones think that you have taken ill
So again you stand and take new life
With a tick left with you to move your strife.
You suffer here sometimes to learn
But the heart is always in full bloom.