I live in the fields of your dream…
Fields green as far as one can see
Filing the horizon, encompassing
Harnessing my soul it seems
I move in that dream…
Curling, swinging, curving, gurgling
Flowing like a wild stream
Pouring out as if, a river from a seam
On a journey to the ocean
A distant heaven in yet another dream
There is sunshine and twinkling twilight
A silver moon with dancing fairies
I can smell the wild grass…
The sweet musk of moist earth
Scent of roses and fragrant Jasmine
Petals glistening with fire flies
I flow as if mesmerized…
Enchanted, charmed, and spellbound
I don’t want it to end
I want to, forever dream!
-By Tariq MaQbool
