Inside my head are many things,
Thoughts,visions,ideas and dreams
They flutter by so very quick
Each one in its way a desire.

Is it possible that all these things,
Come from me - myself
Or could they be placed there
By a subtle invisible force ?

Why is it hard to conceive
That these thoughts dont always come from us
Why do we doubt
The very wisdom we hear
Even when it is proven by the coincidences near ?

Have you ever reached down far
Into your very being
Searched long and hard for answers
Only to be halted by fear ?

Then the moment comes
Where you let it go,no longer strive
You've simply given up
You lost yourself in doubt.

Then the sun shines down upon you
Your breath becomes fresh
With each inhalation
Comes a new wisdom flash.

You feel yourself floating
Your soul calling out
Suddenly you're lifted
Taken from your pool of doubt.

What is it that lifted you
From where did it come ?
I believe its always there
Everytime you succumb.

Its called Faith and Hope
Its an energy,vibration
Its just on a different level
We only need to connect.

It lifts us when we are down
When falling ,its on it you land
Its the place your thoughts come from
Its in the Summerland.

Its the home we all came from
Where our journeys began
When we all held hands together
Where we know we have only ever been one.

There are no distinctions here
No prejudice or fears
Differences they dont exist
It is Peace we revere.

All are welcome at anytime
No need for invitations
The door is always open
To all of Mankind.

You probably think its Heaven
That I am speaking of
It does sound like a paradise
A place to travel in only dreams or demise.

I am here to tell you
That no barriers exist
Summerland is within you
Entry by your request.