Happy Life Hypnosis

The gilded edge of clouds and sky

Rises in my heart, and I

Stand beside the tops of trees

To watch Smoke paint the evening breeze.

Above the purple, gold, and green

Of summer, one bright glow is seen—

And I, who know my heart’s desire

Reach out to touch that burning fire.

The sky is flaming, bright and wide—

Just  like the fire I feel inside.