I roamed about last night
On the wings of my dream
I went and sat on a garden seat
Listened to the birds and bees
I dipped my feet in the garden pond
Where colourful fishes swam
Lilies bloomed in one corner
On the other floated swans
Last night I sat on a mountain top
Looking down at the valley
At the miles and miles of tea bushes
And the springs running down the sides
Down I flew on my golden wings
To roam on the gentle plains
Rice fields waving in the breeze
Tossing their golden grains
With my aching limbs I went to the shore
To lie down on the sands
Watching the moon rising from the water
Waving its silver wand
Thank you, Bernard! I was happy to see one of your poems chosen as poem of day!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I roamed about last night On the wings of my dream....fascinating! A sweet poem. Top score! !