By: strangerpaths July 25, 2016 Poetrydreams, earth, English poem, inspirational writings, love story, poem, Poetry, poetry blog, short poem, short story, visions, writings Vision In a dream I came to know Of what is above And what is below Of creatures dark and ones that glow And I heard the earth crying out to the sun: “burn them all, rid me of this plague.” Then I woke. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related