A little girl ran away
From the kins who derided her dreams;
To the land of her fantasies
Where the play of angels comes to life,
Giving hopes to the blinded eyes
That there exists a chimerical moor,
Where spirits soar with a whirring loom.
She entered a land of surroundings dark,
Her heart leaped with fear, couldn’t stop
But holding the fable of her dreams,
She crossed the bridge of eternity
Reached out her hand through the veil,
Of darkness to hold a lovely light
And unleash her soul to the skies.
She kept on following the source bright,
And came to a stream iridescent white
“My dear stream, do you know,
Where exists the land of my fantasies?”
“Yes”, replied the stream in her magical voice,
“Carry your dainty feet to the Mountain Might”
Who lulls the heavy hearts
To a tranquil sleep, granting a great serendipity.
She held her light , ran to the Mountain Might
“My dear mountain, are you my fantasy?”
“No, my child”, echoed the mighty mount,
“Your destiny lies within the oceans deep
Where slumbers the treasures of Aphrodite;
Where love will give you wings to fly,
And fulfill your dearest desires.”
She grabbed her light and entered the oceans deep,
Where lay the treasures in a magnificent sleep
In the depths of that enchanting place,
She caressed a crystal that came to life
“My heart tells me what you seek,
But my fair lady, I am too meek
To carry you to that cryptic moor,
Listen! Oh listen! Your fantasy does exists
Into the stars , beyond the moon,
Fly away with your elegant wings
To a place where there is an eternal spring.”
Up she soared into the sky with light
In her hand, with her faith so bright;
She was about to enter her magical land
“Oh my dear sky, are you my fantasy ?”
“Yes”, replied an angel from the skies
“But this is not the place you seek,
Your wonderland lives in a blessed lore
The mysteries of which your kins could not pore.”
“Your fantasy always lived,
Where it was meant to be.
Now go and live the dreams of your heart,
Where lived your fantasy from the start.”
The light entered into her own heart
And so the dream of Wonderland embarks. . .
Be the first to comment