those who never journey into the land of inspiring dreams
beautified thoughts will never gaze upon a bliss mist waterfall
flowing illuminous crystal water nor taste drink euphoric
possibilities from an immense river of swift flowing rainbow
waters pity poor souls who ever inspiring dreamless walk in perpetual
desert of parched dried earth dirt live breakback life mirthless
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem