The Garden Of Dreams Poem by Dr Sarat Sonowal

Silently I looked through the pane
The garden..The land to tame
The wind that slowly fade
The grace, the beauty in the lost maze

So enchanting,
Like a fairy tale
Brings tears inside
The flowers...The grass, the assembly of honey lines

The tender age of mine passed by
Playing and flying kites
Friends of yesterday I remember now
Why?

The open lawn of green
The rollover and slides
The small house in the corner
And the silent stream that flows by

And silently I looked through the pane
The garden of dreams
The flowers of light