When I woke up, my dream not yet remembered
Provoked admiration in my mind.
For it was so beautifully tender.
It set me free so willingly to fly.
It was only too welcome, for it was unexpected
Among the gloomy days and lonely nights around.
It was like bright new star, that have presented
That glow to my eyes, which will never black-out.
It was about you. And you were free of cloth.
You were among the trees and flowers below.
And all around you there was that sacred glow,
Attracting forest beasts and making them to bow…
A dream
© Copyright: Польский Сергей Игоревич, 2011
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