Dream
O, the sounds vibrate,
The greens against the blues,
Changing before the greats,
The hand carves the path of fate untold,
Dreams like snowflakes falling soundlessly on green pastures,
Around and down upon the children’s eyes and
skin,
What a joyful feeling to fly,
Like fireflies dancing in the snow,
I’ll bring the hope and you the
love,
Together fear will not take the upper hand,
O, what a glorious
plan,
To watch and behold the
glory,
In the fire that lives
in the heart,
That refuses to slumber and
blazes its’ bright
light,
With eyes deep in blue
pools,
Waking the forest to
life,
Vibrant as light,
Dream.
