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Blossom Of Dreams
Rated: E | Poetry | Philosophy | #1870641
it will tell you the importance and cyclical nature of dreams...
Blossom of dreams

Travelling in a long sleep in land unknown
I saw sand and dust storms all around
In midst of the storms of discord a cactus had grown
Thorns at the top and everywhere but no flower found

As I perambulated through these tornadoes
A gush of wind took me to a tree which had started to whither
Autumn had arrived and the leaves fell of like widows
But the discomfited winter will go leaving me at the end of my tether

As the winter came and the snow fell from the sky
My eyes went to a tree of pine
It was standing like a perennial being I thought why
To get some heat I swallowed a cup of wine

On roaming around I noticed the ice
The disdainful ice mocked the pine to make him abashed
But the staggering fact of summer’s arrival made the ice pay a price
The ice thawed and melted and the water splashed

The pine had blossom of flowers
My eyes lighted up and I prepared to make a perfunctory leave
But I noticed that round the same circle I had hovered
And thus I smile and a flower from the pine I did cleave
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