Analysis of Dreams under my pillow

The dreams under my pillow sleep well
Sometimes peep, outside world to feel

They take me to the beautiful meadows
I walk in daze smell fragrance of shadows

In my dreams I travel to far away land
Places I read where my characters stand

Transported to the beautiful beaches
Great feeling as for the shore it touches

I fly without wings, up in the sky high
To the world of fantasy and I sigh

Wonder if it is Ethiopia? Is it for real?
Breeze on my face, ruining with zeal

With all the mesmerizing view bewildered
Maybe when in senses not remembered

I am moved back to reality by the alarm
My dreams hide under pillow and disarm