I sit on a beach
Outside my cottage
On a far away hill top
The Sun rises
Flooding the castle
With unfiltered gold.
The trees sway, in the air
The cottony clouds roll and
snow turns the ground to a huge mirror
The demons awake
And they growl
Stepping out to graze
The angels are back
To work hard
And make the glowy halos
Creatures rise and rest
The moon rises and sets
Everything is as it should be
On my dreamy hilltop.
