Silently it flows through my window
Cascading on me with pure white
Redeeming in lost tides of dreams
Far beyond the gravity of silence
I walk still within every thought of bliss
Eternity slowly falls upon those days
Shadowing in the night
I dream into the forest calm
A long path of light
Leads me still into the heart
Of Eryn Lasgalen
Dreams are but the reflection in the eyes of pale reality
Calling me to follow their luring songs
Turning in me into a beautiful memory
Touching the heart, warming it still
With care and love as being revealed
I dwell with my own tears unseen
Captivated in the arms of my destiny
I walk in blooming meadows
I fly with jays and owls
Across the woods
Deep in the core
Of green forest kingdom
Deeper than wishes my soul lies
Hoping for another sunrise
Above the shadowing reflection of a dream
Painted with silver of spring
My heart longs for life after one winter night
Another morn dressed in spring white
Cascaded on me with golden waterfalls of hopes and starlight
Once to be a part of a story so real
Lying deeper than the one can see
Dwelling in the arms of an elvenking
Rising and falling in bittersweet union
My weakness, my passion
Dwelling beneath sweet autumn scenery
Where he walks painting the trees
With red and gold, drawing the grass underneath
I dream on those meadows of desire and hope
Looking at the stars reflecting in the silent grace of the world
I long for the realm he deeply adore
Linlin's Poetry 