Moonlit shadows
walk along with me
in my dreams.
Moonlight penetrates
the darkness
and I sleep in peace
hoping for a new dawn.
Hope inspires
my dreams
giving me visions
of a glorious feast
where angels,
laughing children
come on my way
spreading flowers
for me to walk on.
From the far away
hills, some one plays
his flute that fill my
heart with serenity.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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