by Simona Prilogan
There was a river in my dreams Carrying the stories of globe’s heart With sadness, sorrows in its streams Echoing memories apart. Yet joyful waves were kissing lands With great compassion brought from skies Since earth and blue were holding hands, Shaping their trust, so bright, so wise. There was a forest full of green Beaming its sagas to the world With all the burdens they have seen Through rusty days, becoming odd. Yet sunny rays, glowing the space, Were blooming hopes through flowers smiles, Enriching memories with grace While holding hands in my dreams’ tales. There was a city full of life Depicting kindness in my thoughts, Transcending Eden in its drive, Bonding the magic in love’s pots. Their reality conveyed the spark Of remembrances in blessed psalms, Easing their pain, lighting their dark While holding tightly their soft palms. © Simona Prilogan, London, 2022
