Beyond The Dream …
When the wildflowers
danced in the breeze
and the skies are blue
and bright
Beyond the green hills
daffodils smile at
glorious morning.
~
The hope of
rainbow clouds
after presence of showers
a rain of melody
a moment of beauty
splashing the sky
in an arch of colours.
~
Even in the unknown
of the mysterious night
millions of sparkled stars
and a crescent of gold
the voice of the Poet
sings of love and poetry
pure love of the art.
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