When I lie on the bed
The sleep comes through air,
I am in dream but not in nightmare.
My mind on the way amid the beauty of nature,
The fragrance of beauty gives me a happy pleasure.
The innocent flower smiles at me;
The birds fly over the sea,
A stream comes from a hill
Which sounds make me thrill.
The gentle breeze blows over my head,
The twitter of the birds not make me scared.
My heart says, 'stay here for a long time
& Change your mind into nature',
But the world on the dull way
Which makes me fear.
The dream breaks slowly and slowly
Getting the new day,
But I still not in earlier nature
Let's have a hearty pray.
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The fragrance of beauty gives me a happy pleasure Flower, birds, stram, .hill and the sounds, The dream breaks slowly and slowly Let us pray.. all points i collected from your poem after reading it carefully dear poet. Thank you very much. tony