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

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