Dreams
As I traversed down the path
Passing by the beauties vast
The dew and damp of meadows
In the air infused
By the darling buds of May
Such a beauty lay, so still had I became
A grain of dirt in summer's day
Such a pleasant reaching deeper more
Realised I, was but her sore
And I had not an evil sought
Still a seed there was
One that begged to be then sawed
To belonging, mine was far and darkened soil
By melody of birds - by curses of my soul
I wished there nothing of this more
Not a moment passed, too soon it came at last
When I saw that there was never I
But I glimpsed a hellish, burning harsh
Whose scorching demon's eyes
Were so different from I, that I cursed
Of such a wry, my nature's night
Stomped ones melody of mind
Such a soothing mother's sound
In a dream, whose song I foundWww@QuestionHome@Com