As Pillows Drift

As pillows drift gently, amid autumns sky
Majestically aloft, as they slowly pass by
Dream like structures, each one its own face
All tied together, by the finest of grace
As the mind starts to wonder, what was that shape
A dog or a cat, or Gods arms, reaching to embrace
Its just a reminder, a subtle nudge of awareness
To awake Soul, and know what’s inside us