Who Is He? -The Hermit(From The Pages Of My Yesterday's Dream - Poem by Maia Padua
from my yesterday's dream.....
III THE HERMIT
Wandering along the grassy plains
Let my feet carried me to where it would lead me
As lightly as if I'm walking on the clouds
Towards the green forest mountain
I heard angels singing out loud.
I walked like i was walking forever
Until i reached the forest without fear
Standing in front of me, a white bearded man
Wearing a long white gown, rod in his hand.
The gloomy light of days passes, life remain,
He was just there, staring as I'm approaching
With his deep eyes, I felt like melting
My mind asked ' Am i dead?
No answer heard, i have no lead.
I asked him with my teary eyes
'Am i dead? pls, I don't want lies
Gazing at me through with his soothing eyes
He smiled, just looked at me
Slowly turned his back and like fog, he fade away
Leaving me with an unanswered query
Then I woke up,
It was a beautiful dream for me
thanks so much
Kee Thampi for these words I borrowed from you...'the gloomy light of days passes, life remain '
......these words make my poem complete...
these dreams have served as my guide in my everyday life....
to walk with faith and keep walking in the right way.
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