A DREAM FROM A DISTANT PLACE

True dream, within my close view,
Longing to land on my palm.

Instead, I reach out to catch it,
On my hands, it gleams.

I let it fly again,
Watching those cyan wings flutter.

It glides above the cold shore
For the pretty mermaids to watch;

It sings to the gliding gulls
To dance above sea flowers.

True dream, on my planet,
Yearning to sail a distant mile, again.

by tritran
posted on 06/04/2008