Oh Celestial beauty, lay awake no longer
With open arms welcometh the goddess of Dreamland
In that golden city where our finest fantasy is birthed to life
I await at thy gates
until the morrow comes and the ageless Sun rises from her slumber
I bid thee goodnight not goodbye
Though the night still young
The voyage is long
We commune as the clock ticks and cock crows at the birth of dawn
Flee, Flee, my anxious heart
Oh restless heart, fear not
As we approach a land where dreams are born
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The commune.☘️🦡