I dream of a sleep beyond the flow of time,
Where the world cannot damage me anymore,
Where pain is but a black hole in the memory,
And the thorns of beauty tear at my flesh no more,
Left on the brink of a loveless immortality,
The nightingale weeps upon the beauty of the rose,
And a thousand petals shall scatter into the dirt,
But the darkness of night must surely come to an end,
And with the rising of another sun dreams shall fade,
Yet if I may fill all the gaps in love's broken dream,
With the beauty that lives both within and without,
Then I shall view an unfolding wilderness of paradise...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
This is a wonderful poem on the beauty of the dreams and desires of life. I like it.
Harp plays the melody, violin and flute singing on beautiful notes, cello tuned by moving string and voice lead the song...it could be very bright and beautiful song if all works in perfect harmony... It maybe a hurtful symphony when each clashing to different piece... So paradise to ears t listen such good things to experience cosmic echoes in melody...that if we find way how to play the rule in song..In life we may reverse our sad as the bass while churning strength voice make motivation to sing the song...Pick your tools to make beautiful light...conduct your own song properly and you will find how heavenly your mind could be_Unwritten Soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
what a nice cosmic dream. very enjoyable poem.