Euphoria

I had dreamt of a world etched in unity, of towers of steel, and stone, of the everlasting gift, of the most precious of life, which alone, shone silver, blinding in an autumn sky. But upon my heaving shoulders, did a colossal weight fall upon me, and in awe, and on failing knees, did my eyes witness such a dream. As thrust forth, from a burning and molten earth, tremendous buildings of golden ore, and the marvelous transformation, of the earth from which I stood. Blooming woods, from a shaking ground, and birds who danced with abundant glee, gave light, to this new gracious sight, of the euphoria in my eyes. And yet, from behind myself, in a multitude of song, came out of a thinning mist, one people of banners strong. So enlightened and content, in this most serene of reality, did I sleep under peaceful clouds. Undisturbed by the happiness of a full accord, made grand, by one people of all corners of the earth.