To the woods and mountains high,
To the rivers flowing by;
On the hills and in the dells,
Where the Nature lays its spells,
Where the spirits laugh and sing,
Dance among the brunches green;
Where the world is wild and fair,
Full of mysteries to share.
Let my bare and eager feet
Run the rising Sun to meet,
Let my daring eyes decide
Which of stars to be my guide.
Let my memory restore
All the things we knew before,
May my loving heart could see
Someone meaning all to me…
Still, returning back from dream, –
Though it’s gray instead of green;
People hiding trust and soul,
Living under self-control, –
I can find in all the things
Something similar to dreams
Carrying through the fighting world
All its treasury untold.
Dream holiday. Treasury Untold
© Copyright: Elf, 2000
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