A Dream

I had a dream of flying in a plane
above a world eight times the size of ours.
The hills and trees were green and the terrain
spilt rivers downward to a sea. Bright flowers
framed up lush fields of golden corn and grain.
At a distance, silver mountains shone with snow.
The landscape beguiled all souls to attain
their every dream, a true world without woe!
The pilot turned and said, " A long life here
means learning many things. That is, if you
did work on Earth which zeroed greed and fear.
If otherwise, back to the karmic queue."
I woke, and knew the promised land was real.
and then resolved to 'cleanse my slate' with zeal.