Thursday, April 3, 2008
A mystic world
In my mystic dreams, I see a place
Built by the virtuous hands of the angels
The shady clouds spread a satin sheet
The naughty breeze kisses me good night
The cherubs sing a sweet lullaby
As I close my eyes and get detached
From the worldly worries
A peace that I have not felt before
Embraces me for a concise instant
As the dusk gives way to the dawn
I slowly bath in the warmth of the sun
The chirping birds wake me with their song
The clear dew recharges my tired eyelids
A new day welcomes me with a smile
I float and float and fall downwards
As I slowly open my eyes
The mystic world slowly ebbs
And I find myself in my bedroom
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