Golden

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Oh how lovely it is!
This thing is directly coming towards me.
Draped in red linen, my vision is fuzzy.
Still somewhat distant from my vision
I have been waiting for it for three years.
It's like this storm!
That is taking me away.
Far away to a land I could only dream of. 
Oh, now my vision is clear.
Why abruptly it has changed its color.
Am I dreaming, or is it real?
It's the truth, and it's coming to me wrapped in gold. 
Now I'm ready to accept this feeling 
And ready to escape from this prison 
Because it's draped in golden.

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