Place Of Dreams

Green walls of old parks

Sweet scent of white nights

Dwelling still above

Legends of old linger untold
Whisper of great river beyond
Calling still for us

Come here, join me in this flight
Rest under light midnight sky
When sun never goes down
And moment shines in eternity

Come here with me
Enjoy a withering scene
See how it all once used to be

Great halls all dressed in gold
Cold wind from the North
Still whispers my name

Through the dream I hear it’s calling
Seductively luring
Bittersweet memory howling
As I see another ever caught moment within

Come there with me
I will show you great halls from your dream
Just take my hand and enjoy the flight

Wind caresses dark waters so deep
Whispering to us the tale of old days
Quivering waves silently sing us to sleep

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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