the night beckons me
to dissolve myself in its
enveloping stillness...
my dreams stir me
into new worlds
where i free myself from
the embrace of blissful sleep
and still in the the binding
arms of sleep i try to touch
your eyelids to enter
your world of dreams...
12feb2010
15.12hrs
written like you. sleep.. is the envelope that holds dreams.
Beautiful. The reader is moved in your transit from sleep to dream, and yet, in sleep trying to ' touch your eyelids to enter your world of dreams'.Very thought-provoking, indeed. Thanx for sharing. Blessings. Leonard
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
from one dreamworld to another......beautiful!