This is a Place with No Name

There is a place. A place that has many places, it’s a world within worlds. It's not heaven nor hell or earth but somewhere else somewhere in between. Some place we will all visit in due time. This place helps us learn, it helps us grow. It's some place that is not asleep it's also not awake…This place is a place of dreams. Where ALL Wishes are herd. Where Whispers echo. This is a place that the stars dance. A place so full of wonder and imagination that we forget to remember. We forget to remember things like the past what the future would have held and what our present was for us, to us. Some are lucky enough to find it as children. Lost on an adventure to faraway places. Our Innocence was our doorway to this wonderful world. For many of us, we won't see it till we've grown older and forgotten what it really means to be young and innocent. To play pretend. There are those whose can remember what it was like, that time so long ago when we were all children. There are those who learn of other doorways to this world, this places with its many places. A great many writers of old kept its memory for many long years. Like it was part of their soul. They are the gatekeepers of this place. With all its beauty and imagination. They tell us of the adventures that the trees told them. Adventures of far away places and amazing things. Some are sad and others full of suspense. These gatekeepers told us of worlds we could visit if we would open our minds to the magnificent UNKNOWN! Places like Neverland, and Narnia, meet people like the Mad Hatter and Merlin. There are those of us who have died come back because it was not yet their time: they have told us as adults there lie angels in wait to show us delightful things, to tell US stories long since forgotten. But in time we all forget as if the world takes it from us to give one last surprise when our time comes. It is a gift, something to keep us safe in memory, of those who loves us when are left behind. Only the gatekeepers and those from that other place remember that it is there, long after its memory has faded from our minds. But…. Once you have been there; it feels as if part of it attaches to your soul and deep down in the forgotten shadows of memory in the unconscious part of your mind, behind a hidden door in your heart, it waits in a room filled with lights from stars that dance to the song of wishes and sing with the whispered secrets we once heard in such a lovely place so long ago. This is a place with no name for nothing can describe it. So it shall be the nameless place till the end of time itself.