Dreams are descending:
O these dove like messengers!
O these fiery worlds!
O these delicate angels!
O blaze of flowers!
O these prayers fulfilled!
O clouds of milk white!
O skies of infinity!
O deep blue futures!
O colours of the rainbow!
O this oasis!
O these jewelled suns and moons!
O purest snowflakes!
O these pathways to heaven!
O gold tainted dawns!
O perfect communion!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
And dreams are blessings as they unite us to those loose ends of communication whuvh we fail to catch up with conscious mind.