In dreams, the world around us shifts toward our inner thoughts and desires. Visions drift around us in the mirror of our minds and at occasional periods in the hours of sleep, we see past the illusion and toward the object of our focus.

Passing between the worlds of the conscious and subconscious, I found myself standing alone with a reverie of color around me. The water at my feet flowed in quiet solemn as a flurry of pure energy circled around me. My gaze drifted onward toward the spectacle in front of me, as a cascade of dancing light and playful joy spiraled on forever in that endless landscape that I knew as my dream.