My dreams remained there,
Like thousand of icebergs in the boundless ocean
My mind penetrates beyond in the skies.
In other skies, journeys of poetry.

My dreams remained there,
In the vernal nights, full of stars.
Words that cause the soul shiver
And weaved the magic linen

My dreams remained there,
like the morning light.
With the yearning of autumn
And the drops of rain, melancholy.


My dreams remained there
Over the archs of rainbows, with meaningful colors.
The lucky day , hope and merriment,
arched paths of poetries.