From a really true dream
wings are grown
And the dream it will fly
But the second hand dream
With its engineered wings
Is destined to die
Hand crafted dreams they will not fly-
As the built wing-
(by skill of such logic)
is fated to die
But nature builds truer
by mysterious plan
And rules for us grandly
far more than we can
A poignant rendition insightfully brought forth in persuasive poetic expressions with conviction. Thanks for sharing, Steward.
But nature builds truer by mysterious plan And rules for us grandly far more than we can.. you find the subtle difference between the natural dream and the made up dream. very fine insight and i love to read this last stanza. thank you dear poetess. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
oooooo, very thoughtful....people can really write a lot about dreams, .....keep it up.