An Early Summer's Dream Poem by Eleven Lin

It is on a fine early summer's day
That I open my diary with it's advent.
Though yellowish, it smells fresh anyway.
I can still sense it's soundless scent.

The leaf is not as what it used to be,
But with it all my memories begin.
It've became an invisible key
That unlock my dreams deep whithin.

Snows will not fall down to this ground.
Everything in sight is totally green.
With a mysterious sound,
I find a wonderland that I've never seen.

Should I go ahead or stop to listen?
Faries who treat me as a stranger.
When silence desends, all of a sudden,
I walk into the forest deeper and deeper.

I should take a deep breath
To save my heart from death.