Nascent dreams born in an innocent heart...
Dreams of love, dreams of innocence,
Dreams that are soft, dreams of serenity,
Dreams that uncurtain views of angels and heavens.
White, feathery carpets, and crystal pillars,
And stars to adorn every wall...
A soft breeze, a dreamy mist, a soothing drizzle,
Some sunshine, and snowfall...
Gentle fingers of angels of joy play on the harp,
And angels of love dance to the tune...
They dance in the twinkle of stars,
They dance in the luminescence of the moon...
Where eternities pass in lighthearted moments,
Where every moment is a beautiful eternity,
Where the softest feelings of the purest love
Fill our hearts, and encompass
You, and me...
Sunday, October 5, 2008
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Aah.. nascent dreams- like 'a spider-web, tense for the dew's touch.' (ted hughes)
Sometimes I wish life was just a dream and dreams were reality...but atleast we still dream:)
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Beautiful.
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