On Monday, I saw the thousand embers say goodnight as the pristine moon woke.

On Tuesday, the crickets chirped a sweet melody so soft and so calm.

On Wednesday,I heard the laughing & cheering of a party near by people singing and eating ,dancing and telling stories of distant lands like they were out of reach.

On Thursday, I tasted a  sweet tasting plantain as I ate it its spicy-honeyed smell filled the air.

On Friday, I slept on the roses as their velvety petals were dancing around me.

On Saturday, I  heard the sick & homeless children cry as quiet reassurances were whispered in their ears.

On Sunday I dreamt of a place were not a sinner was found and summer lasted for days on end .

Whilst I sleep This World crumbles but once I wake the Midsummer nights dream turns into reality.