In My Dream

In the land of far, far away
There were plentiful of wild green grasses;
There was a river;
There was a perfectly round orange sun,
rising and setting in the far east and west;
There were silver white cranes,
which sometimes flew over the roof of our home;
There were dark gray clouds and,
the exciting sound of the heavy rain rushing towards where you are;
There was a thin film of fog at the horizon, in the early mornings;
There were dews shining while hanging on the spider webs;
There were warm sun rays bouncing off the dancing lake;
There was a strong fragrant of a flower Jasmine;
There were kites fighting in the cheerful blue sky;
There was a never tiring hot sun;
as well as the patches of shades which protected us from the bright hot sun.
No matter how hot and tiring the day went by;
There always were a smell of freshly gushing in the cool nightly breeze;
and the music that entertain and sooth the blisters of life;
the time to escape from reality;
with the unknown singers and guitar players performing
to the unknown audiences.
In the still of the night;
In the still of memories;
In the still of my dreams.

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