The surface of the thoughts in a dream
To see the scene of things, it moisture in the thoughts
That can visualize in mind from substance.
The beauty of the mind circulate in the idea of one
Individuals believe in things. The beauty of nature
Created by God connected inside the mind to see the scene.
The peaceful and joyful mind formed an outline
Of good things turning over to the knowledge
Of senses through insight, moving far away playing
Like the sound of the wind to the most intense.
The dynamic dimension of thoughts goes on and on.
The goodness and freshness unite in the thoughts,
By faith, things can happen. The illusion of the mind exist
Fairy tales come true, holding one another move in a circle
Reality believing in a dream.
Happy ending story begins.
Once upon a dream.
© Jocelyn Dunbar
31 March 2004
3: 00 PM
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem