Into the wild,

she stepped whispering ,

and old trees closed its shadowy wings

smelling the sent of a jasmine .

Before her,

the endlessness lifted her arms,

as she reached for the moon,

that never forgets .

The hours of the slow rising sun

turned into a lovely dream.

The strangeness of a simple “get away”

carried her like a traveler above the stars,..

behind the valley of a child ,..

as fast as the heart beats of wonder,

as long as eternity,

soundless as silence ,

yet as loud as a symphony .

The pearls of a young grass

in her loose hair,

danced with an early birds song of her soul

to where she belongs.

26 thoughts on “DREAM

  1. Pingback: Shine On Award | Ajaytao 2010

  2. …the poem, the painting are just beautiful. If i can ask, how large are your paintings, i’m trying to imagine all the details on a canvas……?

    ..hope you are having a wonderful day….

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