I hear your dreams in this silence
Ever voices, never withering whispers
Never fading relief
I hear your dreams within
They speak to me telling old stories
Sing me a lullaby
Like a child
I’m falling
Falling asleep
Music flows through me
Relieving me
Breathing away from agony and pain
Memories turned to a kite
Little dream against midnight sky
Innocent meadows, unpainted woods
Silent moments undone but real in a hoping heart
Through ignorance and lies
I walk a thorny road to unleashed paradise
Silence playing still the same lullaby
Music flows through me
Relieving me
Breathing away from agony and pain
Piano leads me astray
“I see no dreams, but the one, oh, the most beautiful one.
This dream is you, a lonely kite against the sky.
A path running through the world to bring me once back home, lost one so long ago.
A dear song that wrote my path through the dark, an innocent chord that forever remains in me.
Pure child that opened my blind heart once revealing true beauty hidden so deep.
This is the world, the peace, the truth for me.”
Linlin's Poetry 