When I Dream Away

I recently had a dream.
It got me thinking of what I've always been.
I was flying in the sky.
 
Looking at the clouds,not questioning why.
Or how I am doing this.
I felt freedom,I felt a breeze.
 
And I felt like I might sneeze.
The colors,combining into two.
The clouds,climbing through.
 
I went up in the sky.
And I spotted something,that amazed me.
Something I could not believe.
 
It was a large cloud.
With a table and a chair.
I couldn't believe this sight.
 
I couldn't believe I was there.
It was no ordinary sight.
There was something on the table,on the cloud,so fluffy and white.
 
It was a computer.
On it,was a musical player.
A whole playlist,you can say.
 
I pressed play,and the music took me away.
With familiar beats flowing in my ears.
Music,that draws away all the tears.
 
I pressed play once more.
The sound shook me to the core.
I pressed again,and the music gave me all the lore.
 
It kept playing as I dreamt.
I went to fly once more,invisible wings in the sky.
As the music played,I began to wake up.
 
I woke up peacefully in my bed.
Not believing what I had seen in my head.
To me,dreams are fascinating.
 
Like portals that take you away as you sleep.
Exploring possibilities,very deep.
Like a whole another mystical land.
 
Traveling anywhere within your head.
Where the magic will never end.