Welcome To My Dream
I dream I'm holding a large mirror,
so the whole world can see itself...
yes, everything sees its reflection,
from elephants to sea-shells:
welcome to my dream.

And when anything gazes into the mirror,
it doesn't just see itself...
it sees connections
with everything else:
welcome to my dream.

Flowers see bees, sunshine, and rain,
a squirrel sees the forest,
a whale sees the immense ocean,
and birds, the sky so vast.

Aaaah, my wondrous dream,
its mirror, pure magic...
when a gravestone looks into it,
a baby's face smiles back:
welcome to my dream...
may it never end—
may it never end!
Welcome to my dream