Days In Wonderfields

The only dream…

Sundown flows through the dawn
Far beyond cold purple waterfall
A tide of once unwritten tomorrow

Dream on the wings
Light of past days
White sand of the shore
Lost heart of winterbound ocean dream

Lost on the pages of the past
Old tales turn into dust
Caressing a child’s heart lost deep in a memory’s eye

Fly with a bird
Through the blind eyes of the night
Fall with a leaf
Down on a still meadow of life
Walk across a field to find a dream
Memories hidden deep in a pure music scene

To be a tear in the ocean
Nothing but a whisper, heart of emotion
A song in the wind
A core of blue sea
Turn loose a kite, my ever lost home

A bird in the sky
Silver tear in eye
Magic world within a sphere
Nightingale sings through wonderfields
Old days of awe caress every child’s dream

To be a tear in the ocean
Nothing but a whisper, heart of emotion
A song in the wind
A core of blue sea
Turn loose a kite, my ever lost home
Forgotten world lost beyond white shore forever gone

“With a bird through the sky
With a song through your heart
I wish I could fly
To be a snowflake on your palm, a lonely world within your mind
A silent kite across the sky, I wish I could fly…”

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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