SONGS OF INNOCENCE

In deep woods,
In sombre silence,
I had a dream,
To walk the moon,
TO play the fire,
And be lost in the clouds.
Delayed rain drops washed me,
I thought a wonder.

Rain from the clouds dense,
Rainbows in the distant sky,
Birds’ note, lion’s roar,
Yellow, red and violet flowers,
Horizon dotted with green and blue,
A joy , unknown before,
Like a flash,
Filled and skipped.
From the hills,
A young buck,
Jumped to the air.

Humming a tune,
Sweet and plaintive,
Had a truce,
With hunters and shepherds,
To move and wander,
A nomad,
In quest of the brook,
And savour its murmur.
Drifting and thrilled
I saw a face,
Smiling on the moon,
Soft and white
Inviting to suit,
And woo.

I woke up,
Withering dreams,
A bugle call,
Time to move,
Time to hunt,
And spread a smile.

MY LOVE