O’er hundreds of softly sweet clouds
Do suns of color flicker forth
Ever glowing forever in the heaven light
And flowers grow next to the grasses.
Up knowing of musical melodies
Do instruments have yet to play
Never faltering in delicate harmonies
In the pleasant light of day.
All those dreams that come and go
Never once stopped to say hello
And all the glories that come from the stars
Never once stayed in the beds of Mars.
Here I am surrendered in the cosmos
With nothing but my song
Reaching to find notes of blissful joy
But I don’t take anyone along.
My journey in my dreams spells nothing out loud
No sounds are worthy enough of making
But if I may try to be so blunt
May I make some sounds, as well?
Stumbling down a rainbow road
Of humanity’s creativity
I cannot help but find
Some hope for us all.
Is it worth to say some dreams
Have meaning?
Or are they just
Void?
Nothing makes it so pure
To see all our thoughts come alive
For the human inside us all
Is a dream enough already.
Apr 14, 2018
Apr 14, 2018 at 12:14 PM UTC
O’er hundreds of softly sweet clouds
Do suns of color flicker forth
Ever glowing forever in the heaven light
And flowers grow next to the grasses.
Up knowing of musical melodies
Do instruments have yet to play
Never faltering in delicate harmonies
In the pleasant light of day.
All those dreams that come and go
Never once stopped to say hello
And all the glories that come from the stars
Never once stayed in the beds of Mars.
Here I am surrendered in the cosmos
With nothing but my song
Reaching to find notes of blissful joy
But I don’t take anyone along.
My journey in my dreams spells nothing out loud
No sounds are worthy enough of making
But if I may try to be so blunt
May I make some sounds, as well?
Stumbling down a rainbow road
Of humanity’s creativity
I cannot help but find
Some hope for us all.
Is it worth to say some dreams
Have meaning?
Or are they just
Void?
Nothing makes it so pure
To see all our thoughts come alive
For the human inside us all
Is a dream enough already.
