Like in a Dream

Somewhere afar the sound of flute flows with the wind
Crane walks in the rushy lake
Silent moonsong dwells on silver waves
So my thoughts of you flows still

Upon the sky, upon the world
I will walk again back to you
If you find the way back home
And call my name

I will come back to you
With the name of yours on my lips
But a silent whisper, tender thrill
Silver song through the time

Flute weeps in the night
Do you hear its call?
Ages ago we spent side by side
It’s time to return

With a soothing song of the wind
We will awake
Upon a dream where we are still
Upon a silver veil
Of moonlit song
Until the dawn calls
To awake us from the ever-long sleep

Somewhere afar the sound of flute flows with the wind
Crane walks in the rushy lake Silent moonsong dwells on silver waves
So my thoughts of you are awake and in a dream

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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