Into the kingdom by dreams shores
Where doves of dawn wear lion's pride
As prism ships of endless light
Sail on seas of glass that silently roar
And above rolling clouds a fortress shines
By six moons hanging where their moored
I cross the channel on a web weaved oar
To a court where fays and spirits entwine
And the green piper enchants a tune
With echoes of a distant age
A Jinn plays tricks in carpeted cage
Bathing songs of fire in dark maroon
While the wise gargoyle begins to sing
Turning all our hearts to cold stone
Two knights of old in the armor of bone
There prize is the daughter of spring
As the sorcerer begins his encore
A siren whispers in my ear
Saying "There's nothing here for you to fear
Inside the kingdom by dreams shores"
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem