This world was indeed far beyond our own.
A place of a whole other entity.
Outside of our nature and belonging.
Forests of purple and skies painted in multi colour.
Rage exhausted to it's retire.
An enchantment of graceful secrets.
A hiding no one ever knew.
We have never been told.
We can join winged creatures and soar without harm,
We can breathe without concern.
Illness is extinct.
Trees immortal.
Maybe it was only in an exuberant mind.
"It is time to wake up," that is the last I can remember.
A place of a whole other entity.
Outside of our nature and belonging.
Forests of purple and skies painted in multi colour.
Rage exhausted to it's retire.
An enchantment of graceful secrets.
A hiding no one ever knew.
We have never been told.
We can join winged creatures and soar without harm,
We can breathe without concern.
Illness is extinct.
Trees immortal.
Maybe it was only in an exuberant mind.
"It is time to wake up," that is the last I can remember.
3 comments:
dreams are better worlds, the only good things we do not have to work hard to get. just have to sleep.. :)
Then I guess it's unfortunate that I am an insomniac!
well, there's no defined limit for dreams.. infact, people who dream with open eyes go way forward making them true than the others who are sleeping :P
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