My dreams

By my dreams
My dreams are flying butterflies in flight
and all are beautiful, and I miss many.
I'd like to go with them on the cliffs
to shake the light in deep precipices.
In blind moments in dreams,
I let myself sway into the thought of the falch,
my hopes come to the car star
to taste the happiness that does not matter.
And in my dreams I feel more at home,
and the world is better and the longing leaves me
in peace for a while ... but still a dream.
If there was no dream, what would I have written ?!
Through my dreams I dream dreams,
as clean as I miss.
I have through them deep abysses,
Love conquers waves and rocks.
Mariana Mihai photo by #lorso