In my dream, I sailed away
Over the tame waters of a tranquil bay
And landed in a magic isle
Never set foot before by anyone alive
Poetry is an excuse to dream.....
When whims like wild flowers out of the void bloom
When emotions go off like ripe fruits from a tree
And heart swims like a swan down river!
In the wee hours of a silent night
In my sleep I dreamt a dream
A lovely delightful dream
That took me to the land of love