Sunday, May 13, 2007

An Awakening Dream

The distant hills , the early rise
The silent meadows so green
A place none has been

The hills beckon in a strange tune
Urging me to join them soon
The silent meadows, with me, strike a note
My heart sings with joy afloat

Where to find this place?
In a myriad of dreams which one to follow
Each one like others appears hollow

I dream about this place
And what it can offer as solace
About the promises it holds
About the new stories it unfolds
About the new songs
About the new wrongs
About everything that this heart longs

Despite my efforts to evade
This awakening dream does not fade
I sit up questioning "why ?"
Why like all the others you don't die.

1 comment:

darkshine said...

Hi once again nice one dude and make's me feel to have a peep into this world of yours
i alreay have gone through mine.
and hope see the land of my dreams and yours form the world like east and west and a sun which these go around keep going