We lose our mind in a dream
Recalling pale memories within
Deep pain of eternity
Losing our hearts, dearest part bit by bit
Longing for the beauty so sweet
Whisper of the wind playing in the wheat
Storyteller’s game for another child’s heart
Journey across the forest
Endless ride through the mind
Insanity is my sole guide
Drawing still the paintings of withered memories
“I’m afraid to fall asleep. What if I will see it all again?
The river ghost will dream me back to the land of neverending snow,
Story reads me real through the memories undone…
Will I come back once again to feel this soothing rain of your rhymes and cascading symphonies?
Do you promise me that you will come again?
I’m afraid to wake up.”
We lose ourselves in a dream
Becoming again who we are real
Forever the dreamers, forever the wanderers
Linlin's Poetry 