valley of the calm trees

while passing through the clouds of diamond dust, as two mock suns arise beside our one, the sundogs guide the way towards the east, and set behind the valley of calm trees, the destination, unfamiliar sands, amongst the ice fog, a dc-8 awaits, our means of travel, to visionary worlds, let us imagine, down in the valley the calm trees are swaying in time, down in the valley the flowers are food for the mind, over the hills where the mountains are tumbling down, visions are clear as we notice the three suns align, upon arrival, the dust and deserts drone, and no resistance, could keep us from all time, there is no notion, in visionary worlds, let us imagine, down in the valley the calm trees are swaying in time, down in the valley the flowers are food for the mind, over the hills where the mountains are tumbling down, visions are clear as we notice the three suns align, traveling over the valley we feel the breeze, taking in everything that there is to be seen, the suns in the distance are moments away from the dream