dreams and pink roses

I dreamt of pink roses last night
They grew from sand right in the middle of the sea
Their scent was sweet and soothing
Just like the waves against my skin
I saw Gods artistry with my eyes
It was my reflection in those waters
And I thought I couldn’t lay my hand on a miracle?
I can feel blessings with my heart
I’ve kissed love on its face
And have been wearing flawlessness all this time 
A panama of intelligence, with a designer shirt of forgiveness
Moral value Jeans and elegant shoes by perseverance
I’ve danced to the rhythm time
Tick –tock, learn- grow, tick learn, tock grow
I’m born again on the mountain of silence just before i go to sleep
Purified by my every night ritual
Where I light the candle of hope and burn the incense of introspection
And chant honest words to I
Then dream of pink roses that grow right in the middle of the sea
And see God’s artistry with my eyes
When i take shower in the morning
My fears and hates and evil deeds are washed away
I’m made pure by the presence of the sun
Darkness does not belong in this world of mine
I have love as my guide
And dream of pink roses.