was not my imagination, even though it could have been
seems like a mystifying dream, so splendid and so fine
with the mind, who can say what is real and what isn't
cause it's true, who can know the dreams of another
was a summer's night when a glowing moon followed me
down an endless path, deep into the forest of evergreen
with an aura of honeysuckle floating on a summer's breeze
and stars appearing in an evening sky of deepest blue
the forest began singing a lovely song, like a sweet lullaby
and standing alone was a unicorn snowy white before me
standing silently enjoying love's presence in the moon's light
so calm and peaceful, so much intriguing, enchanted was I
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
WOW' so beautifully your description was, that I was totally lost in your poem. It is so much calming and comforting as if I was with sprites in a moonlit night. Very nice Rachel, loved it.