The Island On Singing Lake

The Island On Singing Lake

By Paul McCann

There is still time for us to make our wishes for another day .

There is still time for us to find our dreams before the end of the day .

Now is the time so let’s make those wishes now in our heart and close our eyes and pass them on to the keeper of secrets who is always there , willing to take them from us and make them known in that special place beyond the mountain meadows, where dreams are captured  in nets hanging from the fairy trees and left inside pretty bubbles inside bottomless wishing wells that are scattered around the ancient hills of Golden Valley  

in this magical place where rainbow drops fall into multicoloured streams , there is an unseen trickle of music that flows down into the singing lake and there the wind whispers to the boatman for passage across to the island of Nod where dreams and wishes are all sent to be approved , by the King who lives there in a hidden castle of light that sits on the edge at Deja Vu , between sunset and sunrise as the dragonflies dance to the  songs of life that come from the singing lake until the tomorrow comes and the wishes that were granted and dreams that were approved during the unseen moments in the great castle hall where windows of time had been opened  up to allow the dreams to come and go into the silence of a darkness that left for the new light to come in and there in the light wishes were carried on the wings of white swans that descended down upon the singing lake before being they were carried away to the wishing wells around Golden Valley .  

Each day is as far away as the next where dreams come and go and when the time is right and the song is sung , dreams are no longer asleep but they are awakened  to be carried across the singing lake by the boatman on a journey at the sunrise to the hearts and souls of those who had swallowed all the thoughts of fantasy and folklore as the ticking of  little clocks were left suspended from chains in these tall  , ivory towers that sit on the corners of the sea and sky, where the white swans fly along a  sky path to the watery plains of distant lands to the nests where golden eggs had been laid for those who had made their wishes in their heart and hoped for them to be heard and granted ,

No matter how long it would take, all of the wishes we make are considered and after a while . if you wait and keep believing , you will be receiving music from the singing lake that will touch your heart and soul with an answer to your hopes and dreams and fortune will be found for free , riding on the back of white swans from the castle of light . When you are ready to catch thew wind there on singing lake and take the boat that  awaits with the boatman who will say ‘

“ Can’t you see we can all have the things we wish for and find dreams to keep in the island of Nod across the singing lake ."

The End